What Do You Say; what can you do?

 

I’ve been asked the past week if I had given up blogging.  The answer is no. Hopefully,  there will be things to blog about again, in the near future.  The past three weeks have been a whirlwind of emotions that put the blog on the back burner.  Some of you have experienced the same within recent months.

While at Gunter Hill campground, we received word that our neighbors wife, the wife of one of my best friends, had been diagnosed with intestinal cancer.  The prognosis wasn’t good, and we returned home rather than continue to spend more time on the road. 

Someone we talked with many times each week,  drank coffee together, went out to eat most Friday nights. Just plain good friends and neighbors.

She goes for a doctors visit complaining of abdominal pain, six weeks ago.  Diagnosed with inflamed diverticulosis. 

Two weeks later a scope and surgery reveal cancer.  That’s the week we were in Alabama.  This past Thursday she died.  The funeral was today.  Six weeks!!

What do you say to her husband, her children, her grandchildren?  The common phrase’s such as; “ you’re in our prayers,  thinking about you, we’re here if you need us, etc.”, seem so empty. 

I’m sure that time will begin to heal the ache in the heart of her husband of 47+ years, along with the children and grandchildren.  But until then, what do you say, what can you do??

Green Eggs

 

An annual gathering of molded fiberglass trailers, along with a few of the so called stick built variety, took place this past week in Gunter Hill COE campground, near Montgomery, AL.  Known as the Green Eggs and Ham Rally, it is a fun time of renewing old friendships; as well as creating new friends among the first timers.

Someone commented about seeing more trailer pics, so here goes.  There were dressed Casita’s;

and naked ones.

Sporty ones;

and shorter ones.

Escapes, and Scamps.

Texan’s and Irish.

There was also Dutch oven cooking; biscuits and cornbread.

 

And Gumbo!!

But, most of all it was friends,

that make it all worthwhile.  I probably took two hundred photo’s.  No way to post them all, but I think you get a feel for all the fun and fellowship.  Looking forward to doing it again, next year.

A Rainy Night in Alabama

 

The rain started last evening about dusk, and poured all night.  The soft sound of the rain falling onto the fiberglass roof lulled us to sleep, and awakened us this morning. It has now stopped, and we are awaiting the cold that is forecast to follow. 

Up until then, it had been a beautiful five days of sun and warmer temps.  Casita’s appearing through the woods.

All bases covered. The British Isles, Old Glory, and of course, Texas.

Sally met up with an old friend.

Once again, this is a beautiful park.  How many bridges do you see like this in a campground?

Before the rain moved in last evening there was an informal gathering of musicians in the pavilion.  They played for an hour or two.

Just a few notes on the gathering before the “Gathering”.