What a Day!

Since Monday was a sunny day, eighty-two degrees here on the Coastal Bend, and since we spent the day mostly outdoors on the scooter or walking on the Fulton Pier, we had occasion to note, as we were prepping for our night's rest, that our complexions were a good bit ruddier than they had been! Excellent, for what good is a winter in Texas if there is no tan when one gets back to the Midwest?

Tuesday was overcast, but again a good day for cruising around. Back at the park, we spent most of the afternoon sitting outside the rig further promoting the tanning. The neighbors to our left, Art and Sue, joined us for much conversation and laughter. A bit later Jim and Holly from across the lane came over, Jim with his guitar. We had our own private jam session right here on the lot! Picking, singing, talking, and a lot more laughter. Missouri, Kansas, and of course, Indiana, all coming together in camaraderie.

We all contributed solos, duets, loud and lusty singing all together. A special treat was a rendition by Jim who accompanied himself on the guitar. It was an excellent performance of Jim Henson's "The Train to Morrow."

• You can not go to Morrow anymore today,
  For the train that goes to Morrow is a mile upon its way.

We broke it up at dark and repaired to our respective abodes to rest up for the "morrow."