Weekend Wonderful

My dear, most patient readers.

I didn't realize how busy we would be this spring! Thank you for keeping up with me and bearing with the current dearth of posts. I promise you'll be sick of me come May.

This weekend Mike and I took some much needed R&R from the frantic pace of late. Dante joined us for a picnic next to the Reservoir along the Natchez Trace. We ate our lunch and laid out in the warm sunshine on a blanket in the middle of a field. A huge pine tree had fallen nearby, and we had a good time playing among its branches. We walked the shore, reliving Mike's days of beach combing in Okinawa, and Dante chased bugs in the dry grass.

After lunch we headed out to Turcotte to fire off the new rifle. It's a Ruger 10/22 .22 Sporter with an anodized stainless steel barrel. I have to admit it's an awful lot of fun to shoot. It's a very small rifle, so the bang isn't very loud, and there's no kick at all. As it was in the mid-60s, Dante was happy to hang out in the truck in the shade with a peanut butter Kong and the windows rolled down. He stayed in my line of vision, watching us, until somebody joined us at the rifle range with a huge M-1.

Ka-BOOM!

Dante was not a fan.