Steve looks serious. One should not mess with wine and food.
Attacked by Klingons. Note that their laser beam just missed us as Steve ducked. Alas, they got the boat we were tied to and sank it.
Big Ben winding down. Enough said.
After a bit of wine, birds can take all kinds of shape.
Nathan and Steve whining about some stupid birds, residents of the Saint Francis pine tree grove who sometimes decide to haunt Elise's spreaders, resident of the Saint Francis Trailer Park.
Nat and Heather making sure that there are fewer holes in the boat's hull. Nathan and Heather training for the Monday Morning farmer's market.
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