Days End

Ron Moody

Dancin Darling

Dancing in the Street

Richmond Lights

On Saturday evening I moseied up to Churchhill to check out the Italian Festival.  Resident sound man was doing his thing, In Charge of Loud for the event.  Ron Moody and the Centaurs had just taken the stage and the energy was picking up.  Delicious food, lots of good company, and wonderful music all under a cresent moon in perfect fall weather – what more could I ask?!

Last Day of Summer

Pond Frog

Old Brick

Sunflower and Clouds

On Monday I discovered that Sunday was the last day of summer. I had the pleasure of spending it with good friends doing something I love – quilting!  And when we took a break, I wandered thru the country grounds of a lovely farmhouse from a couple of centuries back.  The good fellowship, long shadows, crisp air, and buzz of the insects were a balm to the spirit.

P.E.O. State Convention

Paul and Kate

Chapter Y – 50 Years!

Saturday Evening Banquet

This past weekend I had a dual honor – attending the P.E.O. State Convention as one of our chapter’s two delegates, and helping to welcome home my nephew-in-law from Iraq!  Paul has been gone since last summer, and is home now for two weeks of R&R.  My niece, and his wife, Kate was the happiest to have him here, with his dog Dixie a close second. 

My fellow delegate, Marilyn Cranford, and I represented chapter Y, which is celebrating its 50 year anniversary.  So we had a display with a DVD running of our anniversary luncheon.  On Saturday evening there was a banquet honoring the outgoing president, Janet Breithaup, and I sat with some of the other delegates from the six Richmond chapters.  Show in the photo, at my right, is Meg Cahill, a fellow quilter; Corky Henderson, director of music at First Presbyterian; and Marilyn, all-around great traveling buddy. 

Kernersville

Presenting Mr. and Mrs. Szulczewski

Along the road

My Best Guy and Me

Hope everyone had a pleasant and safe Memorial Day weekend!  We motored down to Kernersville, NC for the wedding of hubby’s good windsurfing bud, Gary Z.  It was a lovely evening wedding with a ‘desert reception’ – delicious variety of ham biscuits, small quiches, fruit, cookies and truffles.  Not to mention the red velvet wedding cake. We had a grand time!  The reception was in an old home, The Harmon House, built in 1858 and renovated as an events center.  That’s where the photo of best guy and me was taken, in one of many huge mirrors, with full sized silk rose bush.  For more info on the home, check out this link:  http://www.harmon-­house.com/about.html 

We spent the night in the local Sleep Inn – a positive experience, including the smooth switch to a second room after the first had the aromatic allure of a urinal.  The complimentary breakfast included make your own waffles – tasty and crisp! On our return trip Sunday morning we missed the turn at Danville for 360/58 toward South Boston and found ourselves headed on another 360 (?) for Halifax.  Which turned out to be a secret scenic byway thru beautifully bucollic rural splendor.  Did I mention the weather was ideal?  Sunny, comfortable, with fleecy clouds cast across the sky. 

I haven’t quite got the hang of Word Press’ gallery feature, so the photos above are a bit out of order.  The second photo was actually taken on our way down to NC on Saturday, a lovely Spring afternoon.  Behind me was a roadside yardsale, where I scored a navy blue sheet, just what I’ve been looking for to back a navy and burgandy quilt top.  After checking in at the hotel we toured the local thrift stores and sound man found a great deal on some shrink tubing – it looks a little like a bicycle tire tube – flat and black wound on a spool.  But when you apply heat it shrinks.  He uses it in his wiring and such for sound equipment.

Overall a grand adventure! 

Lake Gaston and Weather Musings

   

I was going to do this note later today, but a ticking sound caused me to look out the window, and little pellets of ice are bouncing off the roof!  With the redbud blooming in the background!  ‘Snow’ in April?!

Weather has been variable, to say the least, this Spring.  When the pix above were taken in mid March, temps were in the 70’s!  We were a bit further south, near Littleton on Lake Gaston, just over the Va/NC border.  My good P.E.O. buddies and I, the same crew that went to Cape Cod last June, jaunted off to Sissy’s lake retreat.  Her husband built the house some 30 years ago, and its set up for all their family to visit at once. So it easily accomodated the six of us.  You can’t see it in the bunkroom photo, but there’s also a Murphy bed! 

We lounged by the lake in the afternoons, and on Friday toured the town of Littleton and found three letterboxes!  More on that tomorrow…

Success is a journey, not a destination.

If that sounds like a Chinese fortune, you got it right!  The Fedites (a loose grouping of Federal Reserve retirees, class of 2004) gathered for lunch yesterday at PF Changs.  The six in attendance revived the Christmas spirit with laughter, good food, and fun.  See photo above taken by our accomodating server, a Virginia Beach guy with a thing for seafood.  Weather was chilly, parking was atrocious, and the place was packed.  But we had reservations, and nothing could dampen our mutual cheer!