Taylor's War Wound

So, normally I have a "deep thought" to write about. I think I've been avoiding those types of thoughts for several months now, or perhaps am incapable of having such due to sleep deprivation. I'm hoping I get some of my brain back after all is said and done. I miss it. Anyway, I digress.

Today I'm posting Taylor's basketball tournament war wound: a large gash on the right side of his forehead, just below his hairline. He was running for the ball in the second game of the tournament and hit the bleachers 4 subdermal and 13 exterior stitched on the right side of his forehead. 

 

This was Troy's and my first experience with stitches in one of our children. I have little hope that it's one of the last, especially with our own "Stitch" bringing up the rear. ;-)

Taylor's biggest disappointment of the day was not being able to finish playing the game. The best part of his day was being brought two 1/2 gallons of Tillamook Marionberry Pie ice cream by two sympathetic moms (Erinn Thompson and Theresa Kruse).

"Pomum Granatum": Apple of Many Seeds

Isn't She Cute?

  

Today I learned that the flower of a pomegranate is a "balaustine", and the red, fleshy tubular portion from which the petals emerge is called a "calyx".

To me the blooms just look like little tropical dancing girls with bright, fluttery hula skirts, and our trees are filled with hundreds of them.

Come Halloween there will be seemingly endless pomegranates to pick;

little Kenji will be in Hog Heaven.