Claire Sylvia

Her name is Claire Sylvia Dunn...and she is a beauty!

It's a girl!

She arrived this morning at 10:38. Weighing in at 7# 10oz and measuring 20 inches in length, she is a miniature of her big brother, Miles, except for her gender, her ears, and her nose (a gift from Liz). What a beauty!



Everyone is well, and not nearly as tired as Philip appears in this photo. They are, however, as excited as Miles looks...or even moreso.

Isn't this a sailing blog?

Malcolm and Philip recently marked their 20th year high school reunion (where DID the time go?!?) and came to visit us and attend the Lincoln HS reunion in Portland, OR. Grandson, Miles, enjoyed the visit, mostly playing with puzzles, toys and paints. Among other activities were hiking with Nana, collecting apples from a local tree, making applesauce, helping water the gardens, and making sure the birds had a clean bath ready each morning. He's a big help in the kitchen and shows promise of being a fine gardener, just like his dad!

Moth Worlds

Happy Birthday, Miles

Today I am two. This photo is me at 2 years old. My Mom is simply the best!!

This photo was taken one year ago. Can you see how much I've grown?


Nana thinks I'm great!!

Back at the Gate

We started here and we keep coming back! The summers in Mexico are hot, hot, hot. Can you think of a better place than San Francisco to temper the heat? Well...maybe Portland, but that is the next stop on our journey.

In Batopilas

Ardy crossing the plank bridge over the Batopilas River. We had just visited the old Hacienda, a mansion built by Alexander Robey Shepherd (from Washington DC, who made a fortune in silver mining) in 1875, now gone to ruins.

From the cool, crisp, pine-scented air and the lakes and forests of Creel, we meandered down into semi-tropical heat, thick vegetation, dripping water, and cockroaches bigger than the ones we met in New Orleans years ago.




One of the oldest buildings in town houses a store, as it has from when first built; just off the main plaza, it is a landmark of sorts.

Batopilas has a history as a mining site, the museum explained the role of Spaniards in building it up...and the decline that has occurred since the mines have closed. An aged aqueduct still serves agriculture in the area. Mangoes were in season, but papaya, oranges, limes, and other tropical fruit are abundant.



Today, the town deals with concerns of every Mexican town...here is the center for Family and Infant Development (DIF)