"Hop in, darlin'" and away we go via the shortcut to Stonewall for the Peach JAMboree parade, Chuck and his oldest daughter and her husband and I.
We got a good shady spot on Chuck's friend's lawn to watch. Miss Peach JAMboree contestants, volunteer firefighters, antique tractors, floats from local businesses, political representatives, horseback riders...
After, picked up BBQ roasts from the dozen or so big metal cookers that had been going for 18 hours and took it back to Chuck's for a ranch-style lunch with the friends of 30+ years that they bumped into in Stonewall completely randomly.
It was a good day. Interesting, courteous, friendly people. I even played the egg-pusher and offloaded a dozen.
I begged off on going to Fredericksburg for the big annual powwow that celebrates the surviving treaty between a Comanche tribe and the German settlers here. I'll regret it later, maybe, but
S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y...night!
- Dreamy half-nap on the porch with a hot wind blowing by and the birds calling
- Hosed down the porch to cool the cats
- A limping chicken ("Maybe snake-bit")
- Every single topic that you want to avoid as a liberal Californian guest in Texas coming up in the space of a few hours (new today)
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