Gary was up early with a knock on the door from Bob asking if he’d like to go to breakfast with Dave. He passed on that, and came back to bed. When they came back from breakfast, the guys got to work pulling out more trees, roots and Gary ran the chipper.
Meanwhile, Marion (Dave’s wife) and I had to run to the hardware store to get a couple of parts for a machine. They had one, but not the other. When we got back, we chatted until it was time to meet Rosie for lunch in Frenchtown and cruise Main Street. We ended up in the Bridge Café again, because her choice of restaurant was closed for the day. As a matter of fact, a lot of establishments were closed today. Odd. There were lots of people off work today…but we had a ball anyway. Then we went back to her home in Pennsylvania and played with the kitties and talked art. Marion is an artist, and Rosie is entering the most beautiful sculpture in this weekend’s Art Fair at the Tinicum Art Park. I hope she wins!
Bob, Dave and Gary arrived finally in Rosie’s ’32 Chevy, Ellie Mae, and we chatted a few minutes, traded cars for the Buick, and headed home to rest.
It reached 100 degrees at 5:30 this afternoon, but it’s still not as bad as Florida at 85 degrees with 80% humidity. It’s a dry heat up here, and there hasn’t been any rain for two weeks. The lawns crunch when you walk on them.
Bob has to go to work tomorrow, and we don’t know what we’re doing except buying groceries. I love days with nothing planned – anything can happen!