...otherwise known as recuperating. (No, we really didn't over-do it.) (But no chance of a timely, original photo today, either.) After a lovely breakfast at the top of the Pfister we stopped in, on the way home, to say hi to Becca, Ben, and James. (All doing well, btw.)

Still got a few blues bars rattling around between the ears.

Pax had a good time too. Last night he slept on Will's bed.