A Lovely Lazy Sunday

The sun has finally come out, the high winds have died down and the temperature might just reach its predicted high of 63 degrees today. A lovely Lazy Sunday.

Last night we went out to dinner at Max & Erma's Restaurant to celebrate Don and Vicki's 33rd anniversary. Vicki and I were reminiscing about how the original Max & Erma's restaurants had old-fashioned candlestick telephones on each table so customers could call other tables and talk to each other as kind of a "singles" thing. We mentioned that to the waitress who was probably WAY too young to have any idea of what we were talking about. Sigh. And we are the generation who called anyone over 30 "old". All that aside, the four of us had a great time and we all managed to walk out of the restaurant without any wobbling from excessive alcohol intake, which may be some sort of record for us. We'll save that for sitting around the campfire when it warms up a bit more; appetizers and mojitos are already in the planning stage.

There's a little bit of this and a little bit of that in the photos today.


This fawn was feeding on a hillside near the visitor center at Hurricane Ridge at the Olympic National Park in Washington. He was very cautious of the humans nearby, which is a good thing.


The lighthouse at Tybee Island in Georgia may not be the prettiest lighthouse we've visited, but it is still operational to this day. You can walk to the top of the lighthouse (a mere 178 steps) and visit the museum on the grounds.


Denny and I have visited several military forts over the years and we found Fort Pulaski interesting in that the Union army used long range rifled cannons against the fort. These weapons were new to the Civil War and they were able to bombard the walls of the fort from over a mile away, which meant that the Confederate soldiers inside the fort were unable to effectively fight back against the Union soldiers. After a 30 hour battle, the fort was surrendered. You can see the damage to the brick walls of the fort, which has walls that are eight feet thick. The fort is located only 15 minutes from Savannah, Georgia and is a fascinating place to spend an afternoon.


A display of rock color near the Weeping Rock in Zion National Park in Utah.


The Yellowstone River in Yellowstone National Park. This is a national park you could return to spring, summer, fall and winter to see in all its glory in the various seasons. We'll get back there someday.


I've posted this picture before, but I love the juxtaposition of the destruction caused by the eruption of Mt. St. Helen with the regrowth of grass and flowers years later.


The blurriness and color change at the top of the photo is not caused by a camera malfunction, but rather by the marine layer that would lower and raise over the cliffs in the Cape Disappointment State Park in Washington. These cliffs are near the North Head lighthouse, where winds have been clocked at over 100 mph.


This is what nearly caused me to cry as Denny and I were removing all our belongings from our 38 foot Bounder motorhome into our new 1999 King of the Road fifth wheel back in December of 1999. Notice that the overhead cupboards to the rear already were half full and I had so much more to put away. A carload of our belongings went to my mother's house for a garage sale when we drove back to Ohio for Christmas that year. My poor little Sunfire convertible not only had a stuffed trunk, but we filled the back seat all the way to the roof with "stuff" that we no longer had room for. And once we were settled into the new fifth wheel, we found that we didn't miss what we no longer had. Imagine that.