Sunset Supper

After the little party at the top of the hill we went down to Debbie and Jerry's place for supper. 

A warm sunset glow.

Lovely hydrangea blooms.

Jerry and Marsha having a conversation about something.

Table set for ten.

See Pam.

See Pam roll in Jerry's grass.

See Pam laugh and have a good time.

See Pam and Marsha romp on Jerry's grass.

Sunset at Jerry and Debbie's place.

Our conversations can be so invigorating.  Not.  On the way home Monday:
Me:  "Look at that cute little trailer."
Him:  "Yeah, they were probably camping up at Fort Bragg having a good ol' time."
Me:  "Hey, you know I think that's the same trailer we followed on the way up the coast on Friday."
Him:  "No, you think?"  (pause)  "It sure looks like the same one."
Me:  "Wait, look!  Casita on the spare tire.  Remember, I said, Casita to you?  That it means castle?  Remember you asked me, is that what casita means?" 
Him:  "Yeah, you're right.  Hey, look at the blinds in the back.  It is the same trailer!" 
Both:  "Hey, what a coincidence!" 

Stopped for lunch in Jenner.