Sunday morning of a square dance weekend is always a bit bittersweet. A great time is winding down, but some of the best and most enthusiastic dancers stay till the very end. Some of the best callers are there to entertain and challenge--but your brain may be coming to its limits. A time to say goodbye and thank you to fellow dancers and to the callers and staff who made the weekend possible.
Most of the rigs hitched up and headed out this afternoon, leaving us with a couple of motor homes, one belonging to Dave and Cindy. We took the opportunity to take a bike ride around the neighborhood, enjoying the blue sky and sunshine. Paris is definitely a small East Texas town, with farm scenes mixed with residential areas. Here's a horse that whinnied as we passed on our bikes.
Later we walked around some of the same area. We visited the cemetery where we passed a funeral yesterday. The stones range from very old to very recent and tell stories of lives short and long. As usual, a reminder of mortality and history.
This evening I talked to Ed and Julie and Cate and Sam (guess Jesse wasn't near the phone). I tried to use Google Hangouts on my laptop. It worked, except for one key factor: no sound. I ended up making just a voice call on my iPhone. Guess I'll have to experiment some with the laptop. I haven't had any problems on my phone or tablet using Hangouts... Ed is fighting a cold, maybe a sinus infection, but otherwise seemed in good spirits. The big news is that they have a new puppy, a six-month old Yorkie/terrier mix they've named Bailey. Bijou and Charlie are still figuring out how she fits in the hierarchy. Cate took a test for gifted and talented programs--I'm sure she must have done well on it.
Tomorrow we'll drive to the Waco area on our way to Austin.
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