Twelve Squares

There were twelve squares dancing at TVA for Darryl's C-1 workshop. That's the most dancers we've had in that hall, and some of the tables were pushed against the wall to make more room.

This morning we walked into the state park. At the tram stop, three Border Patrol agents on bicycles asked if we'd mind posing with them. We might end up being famous. I think the point may have been to show the agents in friendly interchange with bird watchers and other park goers.


We watched yesterday's episode of Downton Abbey this evening. As usual, we were left wanting to find out what happens next. It's the old cliffhanger serial soap opera. We admit it: we're hooked.