Late again tonight - that's what playing bridge and talking with do with a time schedule. Ain't it great! Al is just mopping the floor with the rest of us. We change partners after each rubber, and he's been in the winning partnership in every rubber. We'll get him eventually, though.
This morning, we talked and looked at some old photo scrapbooks that John and Ann's mother had kept. They found lots of neat pictures and good memories.
We took the scenic route on our drive to Margaret's - over Walden's Ridge, across the Sequatchie Valley, and up onto the Cumberland Plateau. It took about a half-hour longer than the interstate, but a very pleasant drive. Sorry we don't get to share Bobby and Margaret's good food with everybody. They got some pulled pork BBQ, but had fresh corn and tomatoes, plus fried okra and green tomatoes from their garden. Just the finest kind of food! John drove over, and I drove back home on the interstate.
More bridge and talking before heading off to bed.
Today's picture is of Margaret, Bobby, Al and Ann.
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