Diamond Ring Adventure - Happy Ending!

I found my ring.  I am very relieved.  Here's the scoop:

 

 The Crime Scene 

This is my last day at this housesitting assignment.  The homeowners will be back tomorrow and I'm leaving for my sister's house in Mount Vernon before they return.  Today my sister from Port Angeles came back and we practically took the master bedroom apart because that's where the cats like to hang out so we thought it was logical that Luna might have carried her booty into that room.  Didn't find anything except a quarter and some kitty toys.

After she left, I decided to go through all of my clothing on the off chance that the ring was in a pocket although I knew that wasn't the case.  But you grab at straws, y'know.  Needless to say that was fruitless.

I went back to the "crime scene".  I rejected, for the hundredth time, the theory that she could have knocked it into the tub.  You can see why.  The shower curtain is between the vanity and the tub.  But, as a last resort, I climbed into the tub and aimed my flashlight at the drain.  Got real close.  And I saw a glint of gold...looked closer and sure enough, that was my ring wedged in the drain!!!!!

I couldn't believe it!  But that was my ring, for sure.  I needed something kind of "hooked" to slip into the drain and snag the ring without sending it totally down the drain...all I could find was a grapefruit knife.  Well, it's got a little curve at the tip...better'n nothin'!  I headed back upstairs and climbed back into the tub.  I very carefully slid it under the band and slowly dragged it up until I could grasp it with my fingers.

It worked!  So here's my theory:  Luna loved the ring.  She took it into the tub because that's the perfect place to play with stuff because things slide around really fast in a tub.   A perfect kitty play place.  Logical.  When it ended up down by the drain she probably tried to get it out and, instead, pushed it in.  The little pill.

 

The "booty"

This isn't a very good photo - obviously, my camera isn't quite up to photographing diamonds - but this is the ring.  It's very sparkly and pretty "in person".  And Luna LOVED it!

See that bottle in the background?  It's my favorite red wine.  I am having a glass at this very moment!  All's well that end's well.  Thanks, everyone,  for "listening".  You all got me through this.  Really.  Blogging rocks!

I'm heading home on Friday afternoon.  Amtrak.  Leaving the car at my sister's house until we return the end of March.  We've had some good experiences on the train and we've had some real disastrous trips  (a good example, if you're interested) but I don't like to fly so...I leave Everett, WA about 4 p.m. on Friday and arrive in St. Paul, MN at 7 a.m. Sunday morning. 

Will try to get a post or two in enroute but in case I can't...I will touch base back in the land of snow and ice!

Diamond Ring Adventure - an update.

So the furnace guy (Scott) came and practically tore the ductwork out.  Well, he didn't, really.  BUT, he did go into the crawl space under the house and opened the duct or where the duct connected to the rest of the ducts or something like that.  No ring.  Then he went into the bathroom where the deed was done, took off the little vent thing and put a little camera down the duct!  We could see on a little screen what was down there.  No ring. 

Scott was a very nice person and felt awful that he couldn't find my ring.  He said, "I really wanted to be able to hand it to you.  Will you call me if you find it?"  Of course I will.

For some strange reason I actually felt better.   My sister came over from Port Angeles and we looked all over the upstairs of the house.  Both of my sisters thought I should take Luna for an xray but I honestly didn't think she could swallow that ring.  It's a cluster of diamonds and it would be just too big.  She'd be one sick kitty and she's been actively playing with Winston all day...looks quite healthy to me.

Just a few minutes ago the homeowners called to let me know they'll be back Wednesday, for sure.  I filled them in on all of the comings and going around here.  All creatures great and small are fat and happy.  I ordered and had delivered two more bags of sheep food and a bale of alfalfa.  One chicken died (a neighbor put it in the garbage for me) and I'm becoming quite the farmerlady or whatever the term is (Bag Lady...what's the word I'm looking for?)

 

Naughty Luna playing with a feather

Then I mentioned the ring episode. They were so, so, so sorry. They said that Luna loves rings. She thinks they're pretty and she will carry one around and put it someplace.


I now have hopes that it will be found.  I'm going hunting, again, when I post this.  If I don't find it, I'm pretty sure they will.

Stay tuned.

Not A Good Day

See that innocent little kitty face?  This is Luna and she was sitting on a stool peeking at me over the kitchen counter.  I think she knows I'm not happy.

My earrings and rings were sitting on the bathroom vanity, this morning, and I walked by to see Luna lying on the floor playing with my earrings.  My wedding band was close by but my diamond ring was nowhere to be seen.   I looked everywhere...under the counter...behind the loo...behind the door.  It couldn't have gone down the drain because there's a plug in it.  It's a small bathroom.

There's a floor heat register just across from the vanity and I am quite sure that my diamond ring dropped through and is somewhere in the heat ducts of this house.
 
I keep going back into the bathroom to search.  I've looked all up and down the hallway in case she batted it out of the room.  It's nowhere to be seen.

I'm calling the furnace people in the morning to see if they would have any way to retrieve something that has fallen into a heat duct.  That was Jack's idea...he feels awful, too.  The ring is insured but I don't want the insurance money...I want my ring.

Please keep fingers crossed that we can find it.

Egg on my face...

Yesterday my sister and her husband brought their five year old grandson, over to my "farm" to see the baby lambs and the chickens.   I decided to get everyone fed and watered before they came.   I also wanted it to look as spiffy as possible.   The duck pond was pretty darned dirty looking.  I'd better clean it out and fill it with fresh water.  That's when I got into trouble:

I went into the "chicken yard" as I call it...it's totally enclosed in chicken wire (to keep the chickens in) and a small mesh layer all around the bottom (to keep other critters out).   I wrestled the black plastic pond over to the edge of the enclosure and tipped it up so the water would drain out and down the hill.  Then I went to fetch the hose so I could refill it.

The door (see picture) wouldn't open.  It had latched behind me and no amount of jiggling would unlatch it.  The wire around everything made it impossible for me to reach around.

I just stood there for a minute, trying to gather my thoughts...I looked around but the only other opening was the teeny tiny square "door" for the chickens at the bottom of the hen house.  Out of the question.  First of all, I wouldn't fit.  I'll leave it at that.

I DID, however, have my telephone with me and I HAD had the foresight to enter the telephone number of one of the neighbors when I first came.   I dialed the number keeping my fingers crossed that she'd be home.  She was!!  She laughed and said she'd send her son over to spring me from my prison.

A minute or two later he came with his sister...they were about 10 or 12 years old.   I pointed to where the latch was and he popped it open.  Took all of two seconds.  I was free!!

I thanked them profusely for rescuing me and he said, "no problem."   Then he looked at me and said, "Isn't there a string attached to this on the inside?"   Um...uh huh...there is, indeed.

Gah!!

NOTE:  It's 11:30 a.m.  I just returned from feeding "everyone" and I checked that latch.  It's not a string, actually.  It's a black plastic cord coming out of a tiny hole in the wood.  Why I didn't see it is beyond me except that it could have been pulled through more to the outside at the time...that MUST have been it.  It was too short.  Works for me.

Fresh Eggs From Happy Chickens

 

Fresh Eggs From Happy Chickens

There have been at least a dozen eggs to gather each day for the past several days.  I think some of the younger hens are starting to lay, now.  These are real beauties.  The eggs, I mean.

There are 2 dozen out in the cooler on the porch, now.  But they won't be there for long.  As soon as people see that the "Fresh Eggs" sign is posted, they turn up this lane and head for the porch..  $5.00 per dozen.  I get eggs from my egg lady at home for $1.75.  Everything is less expensive in Minnesota, though!!

These are all brown eggs.  One of the neighbors said that brown eggs are much richer than white eggs.  I'd never heard that before.  So I did a little research and discovered that nutritionally brown and white eggs are the same.  I'm not going to burst his little bubble, though.

Do you know why some eggs are brown or blueish green and some are white?  Chickens with white ear lobes only lay white eggs!  And chickens with red ear lobes lay colored eggs!  I didn't know that.  Tomorrow I am going to look at all their ear lobes...if that is a fact, all these chickens will have red ear lobes.

Just so you know...

Getting Fancy with the Blog!

The view from the window this morning.  There were five deer but this is the only shot I got before they bounded into the woods.  I hope I see them, again!

So about this blog:  A week or so ago Blogger announced that we can now create additional pages for our blogs.  Like a page "About Me", for example.  We can have up to ten "tabs" or pages.  Woo hoo!

I've wanted to do this for a long time and there's a lovely blogger named Teresa Williams of Town & Country Gardens who very kindly offered to walk me through the process after I asked her how she managed so many pages on her Blogger blog.

Well, I am apparently not a "quick study."  It was not very easy to do and I never did ask Teresa to help me with it.  Was happy to see that Blogger is now making it easy.

Up at the top of the page I've got links to my other pages...so far there's "Who is Cheryl K", Recipes I've Posted, Links to Explore, Blogs I Love, and Squidoo.  I'm working on a couple of other pages...with photos that I've taken at Lake Mary and on all of our travels.  But haven't completed them so...

This is still a pretty basic format but for me it's a big step.  Anyway, check it out.  If you see something that looks weird, I'd appreciate a heads up.  This is definitely a work in progress.

Raiding the Pantry - Veggie Chili

 

I spent fifty bucks on groceries on Saturday before I "reported for duty" at this little farm.  Some salad stuff, chicken breasts, some cheese and whole wheat tortillas, some granola and milk, a couple of bananas, an avocado and a nice bottle of Malbec from Argentina.   Things like that.  I tried to steer clear of junk food but I did pick up some microwave popcorn.  My sister gave me a dozen fresh from the farm eggs that she gets from a neighbor.

So, five days later the chicken and all the vegetables are gone except half a large onion and half an avocado.  I'd been having the granola and banana for breakfast but today I made myself scrambled eggs and rolled them in a tortilla with a little cheese and avocado.  It was delicious.  But I didn't know what to do for my evening repast.

I mentioned this to of my daughters and she told me I should make a "pantry meal" using only foods that are already in the pantry, refrigerator or freezer.  She said it's kind of like Pantry Week where you just raid your cupboards and use what you have for the whole week.   How smart is that?    I guess it's a popular concept so I don't know where the heck I've been!

We buy our own foods when we housesit although the homeowners always encourage us to use what's here, as well.  Since this isn't my house I had no idea what was in the pantry.  I figured it was worth a look.   I found lots of stuff including several varieties of beans, some diced tomatoes, and canned chili peppers.

Since I had some onion I chopped it coarsely and sauteed it in a little olive oil.
Then I added:
1 can black beans (drained & rinsed)
1 can garbanzo beans (drained & rinsed)
1 can of red beans (with chili peppers, onion, cumin & garlic)
1 can diced tomatoes (Italian style) (That's all there was)
1 can mild green chili peppers.

Oh, and I added some chopped garlic with the onions.  Seasoned the mixture with lots of chili powder and pepper and let it simmer for about half an hour.

Meanwhile, I cut two of the whole wheat tortillas in wedges, brushed them with olive oil and sprinkled them with sea salt.  Baked at 350 degrees for about fifteen minutes, turning once.

I sprinkled my veggie chili with some of the shredded cheese and it was really, really delicious.  It was thick and hearty and full of flavor.  The crispy tortillas were a nice complement.

I've got enough for three or four more bowls of chili plus the tortilla chips.   I'll bet it'll be even better tomorrow after those flavors have a chance to get all cozy.  Mmmm, good.

A Feline Feeling...

This is the fire that I have going on a chilly evening here on Bainbridge Island.  This is a log house.  I don't know how old it is - maybe 20 or 30 years old - but it's a two storey and only the first floor is log.  It has a covered porch that wraps around the entire perimeter.

Those are peacock feathers in the pot by the fire place.  These people used to have peacocks, believe it or not!  That was before the sheep.  It's a cozy house; a little rustic but with a "global" flair.  The homeowners travel all over.  They love Bali and have a lot of Balinese art, for example.

As I told a friend, today, who asked how it's going on the sheep farm..."Everything is hunky dorey! Ewe-dora has decided that Coco is her child, after all, much to my relief.  They're all fat and happy, I think.  Chickens, too.  Cats, too."

About the cats...they are Maine Coon Cats.  Pretty, pretty, pretty cats that look a little like a lion/tiger/bobcat...I don't know...maybe "wild" is a better description.

This is Winston.  He's HUGE!  You can't really see his "mane" from this angle but he's got one...like a lion.  His coloring is beautiful.  He's a lovely cat.

 

This is Tequila.  She's very, very, very, very shy...don't see much of her.  She hides on top of an armoire in the master bedroom and occasionally creeps down the stairs peeking around to see if anyone is watching.  Then she scoots across the floor to her food dish, has a bit to eat and heads back upstairs.  I've tried to coax her over to me but she'll have none of it.  She was in one of her more social moods when I took this photo.

And this little sweetie pie is Luna.  She's a kitten, still.  She's fun.  Yesterday she chased a ball of paper around the house for an hour.  I'm not exaggerating...it was an hour.

So this is the rest of my menagerie...the little zoo where I'll be for the next week and a half.  This housesitting stuff certainly isn't humdrum!

I think tomorrow I will look for an interesting recipe to prepare and post.  Stay tuned.

Four Little Lambs and a Nervous Nelly

This is the view of the sheep yard if you're standing on the front porch of this farmhouse.  You can hardly tell from this angle but it's all fenced.  See the sheep down at the end of the yard?  FYI, the breed is called Katahdin and they're considered hair sheep.  Not wooley.  Anyway, from this perspective they look very small...they're not.  It's a BIG yard with lots of room to roam.  Very pastoral and quite peaceful.  A storybook setting.  Nothing to it...
 
That is, unless you're me.  Nervous Nelly.  Worry Wart.  Eeyore.  That's me.  Here's why:

 

Ewe-dora with Gaucho (white) and Coco (brown)

Late yesterday it seemed to me that Ewe-dora wasn't standing still when little Coco tried to nurse.  She'd just walk away.  Not very motherly, I thought.  I said to her, "Ewe-dora, for Pete's sake STAND STILL!  That baby is hungry!"  Like talking to a brick wall.

Then, this morning she actually nudged him away when he came close.  I stayed out in the yard for quite awhile just watching them.  It appeared that she was not bonding with that one twin.  I came inside and searched through the Guide to Raising Sheep book that was here.

Learned that the first week or so is critical (oh, great!).  "Be vigilant while the lambs are little" is the exact quote.  You can tell if they're getting milk because their little tails will "swing back and forth like a flag in a good breeze".   Of course, if he can't even get close, it's a cinch that the tail will not be wagging.   Also, the books says if the mother butts the lamb, that is not a good thing.  Ewe-dora did nudge him away several times.  So was that butting? I don't know...

Next step:  I pulled out my housesitting guide.  Under "Sheep help" there was a name and telephone number.  I decided that it wouldn't hurt to have someone just take a look.

Dialed the number.  Got a fax signal.  Tried several times...fax signal.  Hmmmm. So I called some of the other contact numbers to see if anybody had another number.  Finally reached him. 

 

Front to Back:  Coco, Gaucho, Lambda, Carmelo

He came with a bottle and formula just in case I'd need to bottle feed the little guy.  I do hope I won't have to do that.  I do not want to bottle feed a lamb.  I'm not even sure I could catch the little rascal.  They're very quick.

We watched the sheep for a half hour or so.  Naturally there was no indication at all that Ewe-dora wasn't fond of her son.  She let him nurse and didn't nudge (butt) him even once!  Thanks a lot, Ewe-dora.  Of course that was a good thing but it made me look like an idiot.  The Sheep Guy was very nice and said to let him know how they are tomorrow.  He said he'd be happy to come back if I need help.

All's well that ends well.  I think.

Chickening Out?

I tried my best to get some great shots of those sweet new lambs but just couldn't pull it off.  Will try again, tomorrow.

So another of my duties at this housesit is to tend the chickens and collect the eggs.  Chateau Poulet is the name of this little farm.  Pretty classy.

 

Recycled Metal into Rooster Art

This giant metal sculpture greets everyone coming up the lane.  The eggs are for sale and they're so popular that there are two signs at the beginning of the driveway that state whether or not there are eggs available.  First come, first served is the rule here.

The Chicken House - Pretty nice digs for those chickens!

See that little roofline at the bottom of the building?  That's the roof of the egg-laying nests.  I'm pretty sure that "egg-laying nests" isn't the technical term.  The chickens go into those nests from the inside of the chicken house, lay their eggs and hop out, again...at least, I'm guessing that's what they do.

 

This is a close up view.  See that pulley system?  Well, when you pull it, the roof opens up and you gather the eggs!   I pulled it up to take this picture and there were a couple of hens doing their duty.  I said, "Sorry, girls" and closed it up again.

I think there are about six different egg nests in this extension of the chicken house.  Plenty of room for laying eggs. 

The "girls".

I started this post, yesterday, but didn't quite finish.  I need to hurry, though.  I hear those sheep bleating for their breakfast so I'd better head outside.  All these mouths to feed, y'know.

They're actually supposed to be mowing the grass.  That's their job here at Chateau Poulet.  

Catching Up

 

A very mossy bus stop kiosk on Bainbridge Island.

Wow - where has the past week gone?  We've been busy moving from one housesitting assignment to another and the days have just flown.

We went into Seattle one day to see a lovely couple who used to live in Manhattan Beach, California but have moved to Seattle.  Those of you who have been following my blog for all this time will remember that house and the two gorgeous Siberian Huskies.  We've been housesitting for them  at least once a year for the past five years.

We LOVED that house...it was a couple of blocks from the beach on a "walk street".  The houses on either side of a walk street face each other but no cars are allowed.  It's great.  They had a roof deck that overlooked the ocean.  You could see all the way from Catalina Island to Malibu from that roof deck.  It was spectacular.

 A walk street in Manhattan Beach, CA

Their house in Seattle is equally awesome.  Uber contemporary.  And I mean "UBER"!  Lots of concrete and glass.  You do have to love that type of architecture.  I do.  But then, I love all kinds of architecture from Victorian to Cottage to Southwest to Craftsman to Contemporary.  All of it.

Their new house is perched on a hill in the Capital Hill district, you can see the mountains AND the ocean.  When we arrived, the dogs (that we haven't seen for more than a year) went ballistic!  They remembered us and jumped up, licked our faces, squealed with delight.  It was really fun.

We had a gorgeous lunch.  Salad, scallops in a wine sauce of some sort and quinoa pilaf.  Yum!  Then there was a delicious dessert that, for lack of a better description, was ganache with citrus fruit.  Oh man...to die for.  I have the recipe and I will make it (at some point) and then post it.

Long story short:  We're settled in our new location on Bainbridge Island.  It's the house with the lambs.  Those two cuties are already about twice the size they were when they were born.  They're in with the rest of the sheep, now, and it 's hilarious watching them bounce around.  Like they have little springs on their hooves!  And guess what...two new lambs were born yesterday morning.  Little guys.  Coco and Gaucho.  It was raining lightly so I didn't take my camera when we fed them but I will, hopefully, tomorrow.  There are also three Maine Coon cats that are just beautiful.  I'll snap a shot or two of them, as well.

So that's the scoop.  I've got lots to do.  There should be no shortage of photo ops and adventures to report.

Stay tuned.

Northwest Flower and Garden Show

I'm busy getting packed up to leave on Wednesday.  Yes, it will take me that long but I won't get into the whys or wherefores.

Yesterday's adventure was a trip to the Northwest Flower and Garden Show in Seattle.  It's an annual event and probably one of the best in the country.  There is a competition between various landscape and garden businesses and gold, silver and bronze medals are awarded for the best of the best displays.

I took dozens of photos but really had a hard time photographing the major exhibits.  First of all, there were thousands of people milling everywhere so it was tricky getting a vantage point without people right in front of whatever it was I wanted to capture.  So bear with me on this...

 

Ferry view of Seattle from Winslow Harbor

 

Wall art in Seattle's Pioneer Square District

 Juxtaposition of Old and New Buildings in Pioneer Square 

The huge wrought iron pergola in Pioneer Square.

Some of the more interesting exhibits weren't the biggest.  I doubt many people, for example, would have a carousel horse in their garden but you never do know. 

 

This exhibit is charming.  I love the checkerboard pattern in the ground cover.

I have seen planted bathtubs planted in gardens...some of them terrific and some not so much.  This one is quite pretty.  The tiled pattern with pebbles is unique.

 

The little vignette (2 shots) was prettier in person but I'm including it, anyway.  That's the same chair...just different angles.

   

This was a Gold Medal winner, I believe.  Stonehenge inspired, obviously.  This shot doesn't even come close to capturing the entire display.

 

These next two displays take recycling to a whole new level!  The chair idea I have seen before but the truck I have to admit is a little off-the-wall.  Very clever but I'm not sure where you'd put it.  Those are strawberry plants on the sides.

  

I'd love to have a cold frame or two or three like this...wonder what it would take to talk Jack into making a few of them.  They make sense for those of us living in the upper midwest.  Plus I like them.  Goes to show that cold frames can be decorative as well as functional.

You'll probably have to enlarge this photo by clicking on it in order to really see the beauty of this gate.  It was just amazing.  The "tree trunk" is the post and the gate hinges to it at the top and the bottom. 

That's it, folks.  I'm off to pack...I swear that each time we travel I vow to pack less.  And I do.  But I still have waaaay too much.  You'd think I'd learn.

Chief Seattle and the Suquamish Tribe

 

A view of Seattle Skyline from the Suquamish Tribal Cemetery where Chief Seattle is buried.  You can barely see the skyline but it's there.  I zoomed my little camera until it couldn't zoom anymore.

We visited a museum, today, on the Suquamish Indian Reservation.  It's just after you leave Bainbridge Island and drive across the Agate Passage bridge onto the Olympic Peninsula so only about 5 or 6 miles from where we're staying.

The museum looks less than impressive on the exterior.  But it's filled with hundreds of artifacts and the history of the tribe is beautifully represented.  There is a replica of the inside of an Indian Longhouse which is a long building that was the heart of the community. Their canoes were carved from trunks of cedar trees and there are two canoes in the exhibit.

  

A Hand Carved Suquamish Totem at the Museum

Chief Sealth (called Chief Seattle by the white man) was a prominent leader of the Suquamish people and respected by other tribes, as well.  He was known as a gentle and peaceful leader who helped the settlers when they arrived in the Pacific Northwest.

Chief Sealth's longhouse was 60 feet wide and more than 500 feet long!  It was burned to the ground in 1870 by a U.S. Indian Agent.

We watched two videos - one on the history of the Suquamish Tribe and the other on the significance of the canoe.   It sounds boring, I know, but it wasn't.  It was really a slide show with narration by the elders of the tribe.

At the end, there were pictures of the elders as they are today.  You could tell that they enjoyed telling the stories of their youth before the "Americanization" of their tribe.  For example, the children were forcibly taken to boarding schools and were not allowed to speak their native language!

I can't accurately describe how it made me feel...except very sorry that they were so poorly treated all those years ago.

Luckily there are tribal members who are working diligently to preserve some semblance of their heritage.  I hope they are successful in their quest to bring back their language and to teach the younger generation the crafts, traditions and culture of their ancestors.

The third weekend in February there is going to be a S'Klallam Tribal Powwow at Port Gamble.  I think I'm still going to be here.  I really want to attend a Powwow!

This short video expresses Chief Seattle's response to the government which wanted to take their land.  It's representative of a number of Indian Tribes and the scenery is not just from this area but it's message is from Chief Seattle.  It's good.

Thought for the Day

Just couldn't resist...

The Sheep's in the Meadow...

 

 Ewe-londa with her twins Carmelo & Lambda

When we leave this house on Bainbridge Island we will be at my sister's house for a couple of days and then we settle in at our next housesitting assignment.  It's on Bainbridge Island, too, but it's across  Winslow Harbor from this house.

It's actually a small farm of sorts...there are some chickens, ducks and a few sheep.  So one of the sheep (Ewe-Dora - get it?) just had twins on Sunday.  A little guy named Carmelo(because he's sort of caramel colored with a white tuft on his head) and a little female named Lambda.  We drove over there this afternoon because I wanted to get some pictures of the newest lambs.  Aren't they just so cute?

There are four other sheep there.  Well, three sheep and one ram.  The brown one on the left is the ram whose name is O-Baa-ma (how funny is that?) and the two white ones in the center are the older lambs.  Their names are Lamb-orgini and Lamb-brusco (I think).  The brown sheep on the right is Ewe-Dora.

Ewe-Dora is expecting and could very likely give birth while I am there all by myself for about ten days.   O-baa-ma has been a busy boy. So if that happy event occurs, you can be sure I'll be posting all about it.

They're very nice sheep, as sheep go.  I think.  I know little about sheep except that they do a fine job keeping the lawn mowed!  I will be feeding them once a day...a little hay or alfalfa, I think, and some alfalfa pellets.  Also will be feeding the chickens and ducks.

I got me some jazzy new red rubber clogs to wear mucking around in the sheep & chicken yard.  I wore them, today, and got them broke in.  See the gunk on them?  I am proud!

Anyway, once I settle in there I will be in "photo op heaven".