The Raccoon (because I promised)
You won't ever see a twenty-two- foot-long earthworm, either, Viewer Dear. I can almost guarantee it!
Okay, NOW, moving on...you will NOT see the tasty supper at the home of Our Dark-haired Daughter and David. But look what you DO get to see--edible ecstasy from the chocolate shop that we visited later in the evening in downtown Asheville!
(More's the pity I can't call you Taster Dear, eh?!)
(We found a parking spot and got out of the car to watch
this final show of our Asheville visit).
Yes, you DO get a glimpse, Viewer Dear.