A few months ago I experienced an unfortunate "incident" with my laptop. After countless hours organizing photographs I was backing them up when the screen went "poof." All my photographs were gone. The repair shop recovered them. Nearly 60,000 images. The shop, of course, could not distinguish between duplicates, lousy pictures I had deleted, damaged photographs, and my heirloom memories. My project is to review the photographs. Delete the bad ones, again. Organize them into events - yes, we've been here before - then copy them back to the computer. It's tedious work, mostly, but a labor of love. What a treat when I come across a favorite, like this goose. I remember the day in Mendocino. The sun. The company of my wonderful husband, Bob, my darling sister-in-law, Lisa, and my dear brother-in-law, Jack, now gone. The memory is priceless.