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William Shakespeare
These "mountain men" camped across the street from us believe it was Saturday night. They had a campfire and set up their lean to. Their horses were picketed out in the field. It looked like a day of rest for all of them, and then they packed up the next afternoon and rode on over the hill. We all were sure curious to know where they came from and where they were going, but didn't walk over and interrogate them. It's been raining soooo much it must be a little miserable riding and camping. They only had one pack horse so were sure traveling light.
This morning I made my grandmother's "omelets" - which is actually a sweet pancake made mostly from eggs, and served them with fresh strawberries. We all enjoyed that - it's almost like dessert. Mike the man from the phone company came this morning and got the Internet going - so we needed to hang around until he got here. He worked quite a while on it, and finally found a loose wire out in the "gray box". I learned quite a lot with watching and listening to him while he worked. Anyway, so now I can blog and have caught up the missed blogs since last Thursday, if you care to go back.
Today we went to the grocery store again, and were able to go in some of the shops browsing and window shopping mostly. We were out and about most of the afternoon.
Tomorrow the small painting group is coming here to paint. Thought Nancy and Betty would enjoy visiting with all the friends. Nancy offered to make lemon meringue pies from scratch, so that occupied a lot of the afternoon. She experimented with making the pies with corn starch instead of her standby recipe with flour, so Betty could eat pie too. She has gluten intolerance. She had to go back to the store for more lemons, but everything turned out fine in the end. I made a sausage zucchini casserole for our dinner tonight with some spaghetti, which was a good combination.
