We've started out on our long-planned tour of the Horn haunts of Old Virginia. First stop - Clemson, to stay with Christopher and John for a couple of days while Tony and Julie are off for a little get-away.
Here is Mimi enjoying the scenery along I-20.
We enjoyed getting to be with the boys for a couple of days.
John -
When I was riding home from Garland Wednesday, it looked rainy
ahead. So when I stopped at a traffic light, I pulled a plastic bag out of my
back pocket to protect my cell phone in case I hit a shower - forgetting that I had stuffed my
set of keys in the same pocket. I didn't realize I had dropped them till I got
back to McKinney. I went back that way on Friday, and looked around -
but there was no sign of the keys at the intersection.
Then, Friday evening I received an email from the McKinney library:
Mr. Horn, Someone found keys and your library card in the street. We're
holding them for you at the Hall library on Hunt St. in the lost and
found. We'll hold them for one month. Please let us know if you want
them.
This morning, I went by the library and received a small manila envelope containing the keys (somewhat battered and coated with tar), and a note:
On my way home from Garland today, I spotted a pair of coyotes in a field about a mile from our house.
They were just sitting in the middle of a plowed field, sort of looking around. They were a couple of hundred yards from the road (Hardin Blvd). I circled back and parked my bike and watched them for a few minutes. When a big bunch of traffic came by, they trotted off to some nearby trees.
As usual, I didn't think to try to photograph them. Oh, well - at least I got to see them.
While we were waiting for our meal at the Ship and Castle pub, Pa and Ada played hide-and-seek.
When Pa says "I wonder where Ada went", Ada calls out "Over here!"