Put on your Dancing Shoes Mr. President...

I've been avidly following the President's trip to Alaska.  It's just possible the trip will prove meaningful in the long-run - the point in time when the petroleum industry led faux debate over whether or not man-made global warming is actually happening morphed into a more productive discussion about what we can do to mitigate the problem.

It was a substantive trip.

But having said that I have to confess that the highlight for me was the President doing a Native dance with the kiddos in Dillingham.  The kids were delightful and the Mr. Obama appeared to be truly at ease and enjoying himself.

If you missed it, here ya go:

In other news, we have now enjoyed three consecutive days of sun here in the rain forest.  Got mom's and auntie's yards mowed yesterday and mine today.  Also cleaned gutters.  Ugh!  Not much left in the garden but the foliage is still green so I have not done any cutting-back yet.

And the bloody deer ate all the impatiens under my trees.  Bastards!