Picnic

Finally the sun peeked out of the clouds and Abby and I went on a picnic at the Russian River. Abby loves to throw rocks in the water.

Phonephoto or digital image with the fancy Nikon?

Our picnic spot.

These flowers smell stinky good.

Saw the Kenny pulling up to the pier as we drove home.

Crab pots and ferry, a Kodiak scene (not to be confused with fairy - Abby doesn't get this concept yet - two words that sound the same).