After a wee bit of nagging, I finally got the photo of our first visit to the race track. It was cold, but as you can tell from our smiling faces, we were all happy to be there.

This afternoon, temperatures were in the high 70's so I bit the bullet and got out in the yard to trim my rose bushes. I was going to hire someone but all the wine ladies also happen to be gardeners, so they all agreed that I should buy a pair of long clippers and some good gloves and do it myself, as they had done. It was a nasty job because I'd forgotten how prickly the thorns on a rosebush are. For the price of the gloves and clippers, I could have easily paid someone else to do it for me. Hopefully I'll forget before next year and will do it myself again. Time will tell.