I'm on a roll. A week ago I locked my keys in my car twice (one time the car was running at it was while meeting a friend for lunch at Jason's Deli.) Friday night I took my family to a cabin at Heber Springs that some friends from Bryant own. About 10 minutes away from the cabin I had the startling revelation that I had left the key to the cabin at home. I called the owner and told him I couldn't look Deana in the eye and tell her what I had done. Deana, bless her heart, did an amazing job keeping her composure. No sarcasm, no shoes flying, no lumps on my head. As it turns out, a neighbor in Heber Springs had a spare key, so we had an amazing time. I've never lived anywhere that the leaves turned orange or brown or any other color due to natural causes.



What a great view of the river. I can't wait to go back and spend some
time fly fishing. There were guys out here catching trout all over
the place.

I have the cutest girls ever!

I think Deana posted this tree on her blog.

There aren't trees that do this in Alaska

or Baytown.