Turtles, Checkers and the Light of my Life

Do turtles know how to play checkers? Maybe they just watch.

While almost everyone took advantage of the pool, some guys just wanted to play checkers. Cody always manages to be around if there is a camera. He is in the orange shirt. He found the turtle and sat down for a couple rounds of checkers while his turtle waited patiently.

The tree trunk 'chairs' were a hit with younger crowd. Maybe I should whip up some cushions........

Trying to keep our landfill load down, we have recycle bins and they are labeled.

Plastic and aluminum. I am rethinking the aluminum label. Maybe 'cans' would be better. Two customers have asked what aluminum meant as they tossed ice cream and candy wrappers into the labeled can in the store. Yes, I think 'cans' and maybe a picture of a can. I don't want them putting frogs in there!

This is the recycle center. I would add glass, but don't know anywhere close to take it. Has to be close, or they have to pick it up. Time is the one thing we have very little of.

Bicycles are the best way to get around the park. Once again Cody has appeared, as if by magic! I was really trying to get a shot of John (blue shirt) on Cody's bike, but I wasn't quick enough.

I am now sporting headlamps, thanks to Rusty! He who does this sort of thing bought them, then never found time to put them on. Good camper Rusty took pity on me and installed them. Here he is adjusting them. I also have a tail light! I bought an obnoxious horn and just need a whistle hanging round my neck and I will be all set to patrol the park. Maybe a flashing bar on top and a siren, along with a ticket book? No, I can be plenty annoying with my whistle and my words.

Funny story about the golf cart. I have night blindness. I am that annoying person creeping along the road because I can't tell which way the curve is turning unless I am right there in it. For this reason, I rarely drive at night and never drive to an unfamiliar place in the dark. I got caught after dark on the golf cart. In my own park. No head lamps as yet to feebly light my way. You would think that I could drive a straight line back to the main building in my own park. I thought I was headed in a straight line across the grass and I was looking at the building to guide me. That is when I ran over a railroad tie ........ that I know is there. The golf cart was stuck on it. I saw he who walks nowhere behind me on the road in his truck. I got off the cart and headed towards him. He looked at me like I was a bit dim-witted and asked why I was walking to him instead of driving the golf cart. When I explained that it was stuck, he drove over to have a look. After asking how I managed to do it he enlisted the help of handy camper Gene and they had to lift it off. That is when he bought the head lamps. Ha, now I can call him he who lights up my life!!