On
Labor Day weekend Dad's mom, Maya, arranged a getaway vacation for her
three sons and their respective families in beautiful, rugged Western
North Carolina -
land of waterfalls. Here we are enjoying, for instance, Looking Glass Falls:
Unfortunately, someone forgot to wake me when we got there:
The best part of our vacation was being able to spend time with my cousins from Cincinnati whose names, incidentally, are not Larry, Curly and Moe:
This photo was taken mere seconds before I slipped off the end of his lap:
One afternoon we drove to Asheville in order to tour the largest private residence in the United States - the Biltmore. I even dressed in my snazziest threads in case there was a Vanderbilt around looking to adopt an heir:
We had a wonderful time in North Carolina. But after nine hours in the car, I gotta tell you, it sure feels good to be back home:
land of waterfalls. Here we are enjoying, for instance, Looking Glass Falls:
Unfortunately, someone forgot to wake me when we got there:
The best part of our vacation was being able to spend time with my cousins from Cincinnati whose names, incidentally, are not Larry, Curly and Moe:
This photo was taken mere seconds before I slipped off the end of his lap:
One afternoon we drove to Asheville in order to tour the largest private residence in the United States - the Biltmore. I even dressed in my snazziest threads in case there was a Vanderbilt around looking to adopt an heir:
We had a wonderful time in North Carolina. But after nine hours in the car, I gotta tell you, it sure feels good to be back home:
to the polls. Fortunately for us, there was a bake sale that day, too:
Here I am trying to employ a certain rakish charm:
Life is a bowl of cherries, or so they say ...
... but when I'm dressed in this outfit, I'd prefer that you call me Bing:
Some say I have a certain glow about me:
Did I mention already my fondness for large earth-moving machines?
Can I offer you a smile?
Or, perhaps, a laugh?
History captured on film = incorporating solid foods into my diet for the first time:
In the first days of autumn, my folks took me to the zoo, where I had a lovely discussion with a volunteer named Amy, whose specialty is invertebrates:
Later I somehow ended up on the lonely end of a massive old log:
Hard to believe that a tree this big began life as a tiny seed:
A study in lime green (or is it chartreuse?):
Here I am at my local public library for the first time with a real page turner:
Later we stopped by our neighborhood park where I gave a ride to my friend, Softy:
The next day I took my first ride on the Metro train into DC:
I barely got a peek at the sports page when suddenly we reached Chinatown, our stop:
Later it was nice to be back home, where I could hang over the edge of the couch:
On the last day of the month we went to a local arts and crafts festival, where I ended up being serenaded by a women's barbershop group:
Later we encountered the wackiest automobile that ever ran on four wheels:
You had to see it to believe it:
