The mystery animal that made a quick pass by the motor home window a couple of days ago, turned out to be a groundhog. Thank you Virginia. Taking its place was this perky robin. Every day, she comes and I tried and tried to get a good picture of her, and finally, a decent shot. Robins move so darned fast.
As I go yammering on about pictures, yesterday we spent most of the day with Jim’s closest cousin Simone and her husband Pat. They grew up together and share a lot of childhood memories.
She brought photos of her daughter’s wedding, which gave Jim an opportunity to see a bunch of family members he hasn’t seen in years.
We went for lunch at a good Italian Restaurant called Timbers. Then we went to her daughter’s house. She lives in Oakland not far from the Elks Club.
Her daughter, Elizabeth is the inheritor of the pictures and family history and what a character she is. It has been placed with the right person. She remembers many summers staying with her grandparents. She remembers all the funny family stories, and, between she and Simone, I learned more about Jim’s family than ever. It was fun.
When we returned to the Elks Lodge, it was open, and Lew gave me a tour of the place.
Gregg is their “resident” master gardener and he was working on the landscaping around the place and then it started to rain.
We returned to the motor home and just snacked for dinner. We had to move the motor home because the puddles began to surround it until it grew into a small lake. It is raining, still as I write, but it smells fresh and clean outside.