Mostly pictures, hardly any elaboration.
Except to say that twice we went to Philly, The Yard Man and I.
Then we did lots of walking. We went to that market on Market Street and that market on South Street.
We saw food. Lots and lots of food. And we, uh, ate food, too. Lots and lots of food.
We saw street artists,
the Delaware River,
and numerous interesting shops.
We stayed until dark.
The next weekend, The Yard Man had a birthday!
Oh, the celebrations!
Here's a lazy Sunday afternoon at the horse pasture:
The weather was a perfect ten. It was The Yard Man's idea--take come chairs and a blanket and books, spend an hour or two here where the sun and the breeze and the view of the trotting horses was idyllic.
I trained my camera on the horses exactly twice, Viewer Dear.
Dear, dear. I really didn't care for the outcome of the first filming, which is why I waited patiently while those three equine wandered off, then ran with the wind in their manes, then meandered back to the spot near the blanket. Then I took the second clip.