Kind of confounds the concept of vacation, from what I can tell. There's no sleeping in. There's still coffee. Nap schedules. Playtime. Diapers. Takeout. For Eric, locating a piano to practice on for upcoming jazz gigs. (which he did, on clubhouse G.P.) The only thing that" isn't" is our critters.
We received disturbing news last night of a friend's encounter with an exploding propane tank. And then the rush of prayers & support through FB... and the wonderful rush of relief that he escaped the incident with NO internal burns... just some minor facial burns. For all its critics I must salute FB for the speed-of-light organizing of messages, updates and support.
So on to recharging our batteries. A walk through Vereen gardens with stroller on agenda after morning nap. Standby for pics!
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