Happy Passover, and please pass the matza. We all had a great weekend at the Sea Ranch. Tennis balls were chased, deer were growled at, matza was gummed until it became a lumpy paste-like substance that I wiped on my pants. And Samson started to sit up! On his own! For extended periods of time! I'm still kind of shocked!
More pics are on Picasa Web.
Now it's all about counting the minutes until Auntie Mir gets into town tonight. I thinks it's around 540 minutes.
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