August 7 – Air Odie


My cousin’s dog lounged on the driving range while the boys hit some golf balls in Vail.

The now infamous shot of Cole post-crash, pre-visit to bike patrol for help.
He was in shock at this point and pretty pale.

The crepe line was the longest one at the Vail Farmer’s Market. Mine had spinach, tomatoes, salmon and something else yummy.
Looking at the photo more closely now, I’m hoping that guy had only been touching crepes all day.

Bet you wonder how he manages to see the ball.

He lived on the lawn at our condo in Vail.

Actually, just the fruit. And a happy spoon. (He’s happy because he has brown sugar on his face!)