So rested he by the Tumtum tree

We were all still reeling under the impact of Ripley's death. A grim reminder that our time in this world is fleeting. So soon after Dad, we really didn't expect it.

We had our new baby girls though. They are such a delight. I just wish Mom had been here to meet her first granddaughter.

Picasso paints quite a bit. It's one of ways we cope. Ease the heartache by putting it on canvas.

Another reminder that life goes on whether we want it to or not. Picasso had another birthday.

And he's grown up to look a lot like his dad. You've been doing something right Sis.

Not often that a boy turns teen then goes to care for a baby. Especially when that baby is his cousin.

Then it was Elizabeth's turn and nearly the whole house went to see her.

I decided to take another holiday. We offered to take Picasso along if Brooke would look after Catherine.


Sounds good for Picasso. I'm not a traveller like you Johnny.

Even after we arrived, I was still distracted by Mom's death. 

I decided to try making nectar. The first part is squishing the fruit. Actually, the first part is getting fruit but the nectary has a vineyard just beside it. 

I don't think the locals squish it by falling on the fruit though.

At least my machine worked properly.

Unlike Alaina. She was trying to repair hers but that went very badly.