Statues and Pigeons

It rained Friday, and the weather man promised a sunny day on Saturday. All day long the clouds frowned and threatened, but when it came time for everyone to gather at Nan's the sun broke through!

The men gathered around the non-fire and gossiped a bit while the ladies were about the business of readying the chow. There were brats, hot dogs and burgers. Some in BBQ sauce .... some without (I don't like BBQ sauce). Potato salad, pasta salads, baked beans and lots of corn. Fresh corn on the cob. I took applesauce. Not from a jar, but fresh from my own apples I plucked from my trees, washed and cooked and sent through the food mill.

Here comes Patrick and Julie with the green beans cooked in ham. Yum! We needed special parking for all the golf carts that eventually made their way to Nan's site.

Nan's sister, Doris brought her own camper! She really needs to get a seasonal spot here and then she wouldn't have to bring it along ..... it would already be here! They brought all the corn, too. Enough for an army of corn eaters.

This is my gift from Nan. She knows me well. Why must I be a statue MOST of the time! She the necklace? I know, you recognize the fact that I have one on, but you can't really see it. It is a tiny dachshund. I love it and wear it every day. Barb knows me well, too.

Saturday was a pigeon day for me! Except .... now that I see this picture of myself, I notice that I am not as young as I used to be. The camera is brutally honest!