The requested pictures have come via very very long zip file transfer from northern dial-up.
Here is the ring, taken as we were riding in the bucket of a tractor to chop down a Christmas tree.
Here we are after dragging Rob's sister out of bed to take our picture.
"Why do you guys need pictures taken now?"
"Because we look good."
Here we are looking like idiots from having tried to take our own pictures using the reflection of the preview window in the bathroom mirror as a guide.