"As Putin rears his head and comes into the air space of the United States of America, where– where do they go? It's Alaska. It's just right over the border."
-Sarah Palin, explaining why Alaska's proximity to Russia gives her foreign policy experience, interview with CBS's Katie Couric, Sept. 24, 2008 (You can read 9 more gems of equal depth here)
Originally, I was going to call this blog post Moon over Alfheim (I trust this photo explains my initial leaning), but opted instead to title it Son of Corcovado in homage to Esben who, together with Jeff, Suzanna and Emmanuel Cabale, completed the Trilha do Corcovado in the Parque Estadual da Serra do Mar - Núcleo Santa Virgínia on Saturday, November 20th.
Armed with his incomparable Nikon D90, Esben took a series of breathtaking photos, five of which I have highlighted here (1, 2, 3, 4, 5).
While Esben and his compadres were scaling the heavens, Lone and I remained at Alfheim and took care of the daily chores.
Unable to control myself, particularly given the stunningly beautiful day at hand, I opened the door to the chicken house and let the chicks explore their yard for the first time. Great fun!
And while his choice of extracurricular activities might not be a giveaway, Saturdays are now officially Esben's day off...Sundays Lone's. That said, Lone has as much trouble sitting still as does Esben, so she has taken to making candles out of the leftover bees wax from her honey production. Needless to say, I now know more about wick density than any man has a right to.
Not satisfied with candle making, Lone further added to her farming baggage by participating in a week-long cheese-making course in Paraibuna. While this particular Parmesan did not make the grade, both Esben and I are eagerly awaiting Lone's future efforts.
Finally, I could not let the following observation pass without sharing it:
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