Tucker is six weeks old. He's much more alert than he was at 10 days. Still very sweet, not fussy at all, especially when being passed between his adoring relatives.
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Evidence that there really is no cure for Potomac Fever
This is my on-line journal of life in the Washington, D.C. area, the second time around.
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September
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- Early Morning on The Bay
- Shawn's Birthday Party
- Ella & Leah Go For A Ride At Bass Pro Shop
- Baby Tucker
- The Grandkids
- Surrealism
- Ella's Tea Party
- It's Football Time In Tennessee
- Go Vols!
- Princesses or Cheerleaders?
- East Tennessee Tobacco Barn
- Fishin' In The Rain
- Sally Wollet
- The Mighty Mac
- Scenes From the Lions Club Dinner
- Drummond Island Lions Salute Bob Miller
- Aboard the Drummond Islander
- Rockfish
- Rockfish at the Bay Bridge
- Flowers, Wild and Otherwise
- Happy Dog!
- Deer Creek Fishing
- Labor Day in Rocks State Park
- Happy Labor Day!
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