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The contrasts of this life are amazing, frustrating, delightful, bewildering. In one day, within the span of one minute, contained within the space of a microsecond we witness incredible lunging forward and such sad falling backward. Sunday was another exhausting day of helplessly watching Al's body quickly failing him as we all pitched in to make him as comfortable as
possible. Sunday was also a sunny day in which Irene and Colin took the boys on a wonderful hike to the Quabbin resevoir, eating tootsie rolls, singing songs, catching frogs, swimming like fish, throwing rocks, swatting at mosquitos, and tiring out our whole bodies including our cheek muscles from all the smiling. Strange to have so close, one on his way out and others learning to catch frogs on the way in... I am a firm believer 
that this life is just the first stop of many our our journey towards God but I guess not having experienced the death of someone close I am finding the contrasts frustrating, amazing, bewildering, and delightful. 
The previous post by the way was inspired by Amán who had just taught himself the art(?) of crossing his eyes.
We just came back from a week in western massachusetts. We had another hectic yet highly successfull Alschuler family reunion given the circumstances. Elena came up from NYC, Lise and Ann from Chicago, Zoe and Cload from Canada, Suzzane flew out from Santa Barbara, Brian came up from Knoxville, TN and the rest of us 
made the drive out from Shutesbury. We spent the week hiking, swimming, playing miniature golf and playing boggle between meals. I commuted in to work every morning and was back in time each evening for dinner and bedtime routines (no vacation accrued yet).
Other tidbits? Well, I bought another mountain bike a few weeks ago and I am excited to get out and explore some new trails around here. 
My last "friend" of 10 years I left in the attic of our house in Costa Rica for David. I put some spectacular miles on that last bike and I think it still has quite a bit more left in it. My contributions at work are getting "chunkier" and I am starting to feel like a real contributing member of the team. It's funny how that tends to take "so long" at new jobs. I still have alot to relearn but atleast I am feeling like I can contribute. They have shut down the plant for this upcoming week and sent everyone home which will give me the opportunity to tackle some projects around the house, help Al out wherever I can, break in the bike etc. Did I tell you that Alfie and Ericka got 6 Guinea hens? The chicks need to be held daily and the boys are very happy. We are hoping they we help control the tick (and general insect) population around the house. Well I am kinda spacey right now and ready for bed. I will throw more out later. 
The contrasts of this life are amazing, frustrating, delightful, bewildering. In one day, within the span of one minute, contained within the space of a microsecond we witness incredible lunging forward and such sad falling backward. Sunday was another exhausting day of helplessly watching Al's body quickly failing him as we all pitched in to make him as comfortable as
possible. Sunday was also a sunny day in which Irene and Colin took the boys on a wonderful hike to the Quabbin resevoir, eating tootsie rolls, singing songs, catching frogs, swimming like fish, throwing rocks, swatting at mosquitos, and tiring out our whole bodies including our cheek muscles from all the smiling. Strange to have so close, one on his way out and others learning to catch frogs on the way in... I am a firm believer 
that this life is just the first stop of many our our journey towards God but I guess not having experienced the death of someone close I am finding the contrasts frustrating, amazing, bewildering, and delightful. 
He was a famous naturalist who did extensive early work in favor of the environment.
During the hike you could really tell that the land had actually just been opened up to the public. Beautiful, untouched, soft moss grew everywhere and the water is crystaline. 
The water drops down out of the valley through this great cave-like stone structure. We hiked into the cave and above it and swam below it. 
The inside-out pic was taken at the top of a wooden ladder on a ledge inside.
