This is the end

The noise my computer is making is that of a screech owl in distress, and I can hear it when I am on the first floor (it's in our second-floor bedroom). Mike has told me that this is likely the end of its life. He is trying to find another computer to take its place in his stash of old desktops and such in his office, but until then, I can't do a lot without it freezing up- and no pictures. And no, we didn't only take three pictures while visiting the Wards (as our album on the left might currently suggest), but that's how many it let me upload (fifteen minutes a picture-- enjoy them!).