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We danced to Joe Saltel this morning and saw more of our friends from last year. Hardy and Judy and Jim and Jane regaled us with tales of their cruise to Central America. We danced the hot hash with Dick and MaryAnn, Bob and Doris, and another couple--very exhilarating!

We played cards with Gary and Mary Ann tonight, a game called "Golf" or "Play Nine." Ken was way ahead for the first eight "holes," but a strong finish gave the game to me. We ate some of the Marks Family Christmas cookies, and I realized that when we baked them, I ate only part of one broken one. They were really good.

We made our first foray into the park on our bikes, just a quick ride around the loop and back. We realized that I had forgotten the binoculars and we were uncertain of the names of some of the birds. Next time we'll be back in the swing of things. We did notice that more of the ebony trees in the famous grove had died, presumably from lack of water since the dam upriver has eliminated the seasonal flooding that used to water them.