Last night I was able to go to the Friday Night Cookout at the Adamant Co-op and not actually cookout and not actually grill, which made for a much more pleasant evening. It's not that grilling isn't fun, which gives Ken (the true grill master) and I an opportunity to talk baseball, but with my leg condition it's pretty brutal to have to stand for that long a time. Instead, it was Janet's turn to grill (she does a lot more work at the cookouts than I ever do), so I just was able to stop by fur a burger and to soak in a lovely summer evening. Here's a picture I snapped, as I lounged under a tree and waited for Janet to finish.
When I retire at Champlain I'll probably leave my cane hanging in the hallway in Wick, sort of Dr. Uyterhoeven's parting gift.
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