Hare's to retirement!
Quentin, Taylor, Polly, Lois (in kitchen), Donna
Quentin in his bed tent
Beth, Lois (in kitchen), Gregory, Quentin, Taylor
Paul, Lois, Polly, Donna, Taylor, Quentin, Beth, Gregory
Lois with Chewie & Schatzi
And deservedly so! One year ago, Darrell and I rode the 35-mile section of El Tour de Tucson, Tucson’s big bicycle event. Our friends, the rest of the Trail Trash riding group, drove us to the start and met us at the end. Envying our athletic success and glow of accomplishment, they promised that next [...]
It’s the night before the big day: El Tour de Tucson is tomorrow. Donna and I (and Darrell, and Lorri, and Mary Anne — the core members of the Trail Trash) are riding the 35-mile section of this annual event. Next year we may tackle the 67-miler. The really good riders, of course, are doing [...]
Our friend Rudy came down from Las Vegas for the weekend. Since it was his birthday, we invited friends over for a dinner party Saturday evening. Here are a few photos for your enjoyment:
Lorri & Mary Anne, helping out
Rudy the birthday boy
Lorri, Darrell, Rudy, Gail, Ed, Donna, Paul
I like this one. It was taken at our friend Mary Anne’s house one week ago, at a birthday party she threw for me and another friend. It is, I believe, the first photo of the post-retirement Woodfords. We’ll probably look about the same in 20 years, only with walkers. And living under a bridge, [...]
If I were a hopeless nerd, I’d say that this has been a productive morning. If you look over at the right sidebar, you’ll see an RSS feed icon. Clicking it will take you to an RSS feed for all three of my blogs. RSS stands for Really Simple Syndication, but setting up a feed [...]
Coincidence? I think not.
Since I retired I’ve been cooking more:
Monday, chicken noodle soup Tuesday, pad thai with chicken and shrimp Wednesday, 15-bean soup with ham Thursday, Italian meat sauce with pasta
Hungry? Get thee over to Crouton’s Kitchen and read all about it!
My friend Dick sent this John Stuart Mill quotation in honor of Veterans Day:
War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing [...]