Yesterday, when I got up, the moon was shining through a bank of clouds. The mist off the river gave the park lighting a misty yellow glow.
The whole campgrounds looked surreal and beautiful.
Then, the sun struggled through the mist in pink and purple hues.
The WINs were already finished with their hugs and mugs gathering by the time I was finished with my therapy exercises I do each morning.
Paul, Garth and the two pats decided to visit Bay City.
Arlene handed out some persimmons she found. They are very small and of an oriental type I’d never seen before. Pat, on the left, will be parting from the group after Mardi Gras New Orleans, but will rejoin them again before they head west. We all hugged goodbye and bid them a fond farewell.
We arrived in Freeport and got permission to stay for a night at the…
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