Just getting around to uploading these photos now, because, you know, moving.
I like to use the phrase “family orgy” to describe most of my immediate family’s gatherings, because it is both provocative and weird. Which is mostly how we are together, as you can tell:
(Many thanks to beautiful Cousin Emily for many of these spectacular photos.)
Pyrrha wanted no part of the orgy and was instead content to patrol my parents’ neighborhood from their bay of windows.
Orgy aside, we did have a lovely meal. It was so good to be with everyone. I really like these people that I happen to be related to.