I’m standing in the backyard
Listening to the party inside
Tonight I’m drinkin’ in the forgiveness
This life provides
The scars we carry remain but the pain slips away it seems
Oh won’t you baby be in my book of dreams?
We enjoyed Labor Day horse races at Remington Park this year. I think this is the third year we’ve done this.
A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. — Marion C. Garrety
Juliette’s beautiful hair. All those highlights are natural!
Bridgy with color-coordinated hair bands. Of course!
This is Brownie. Every week he goes home with a different Pre-K student. A field journal accompanies him and the kids write about their adventures. Bridgy brought him along to the horse races. His horse won.
$1 each. You can feed the whole family for like, $5.
There were lots of families at Remington Park on Labor Day.
And, more than just horses’ manes.
The life of a jockey, it’s thrills and spills.
In a former life Robert was a horse trainer and rode competitively.
Our favorite horse of the day. He drinks shamrock shakes from McDonalds.
On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream:
Tis the star-spangled banner: O, long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
How did you spend Labor Day 2011?