Well, here we are again, more than a month ahead of time, but the markalburger2010.blogspot.com site, from which this continues, is just about full up (98%), and there's little confidence of even getting to the end of the month, let alone December. A slightly different environment, but hopefully we shall get used to it.
And -- yes -- just figured how to re-institute the classic blogger minima template -- whew! Could not abide the new default, so happy to re-establish the historical "look" here...
So, where were we? Oh, yes, the Pennsylvania trip, waking up in the guest suite to welcome blue skies,
with the sun rising in the very immediate vicinity at c. 11:07,
proceeding
to
a
rendezvous
with Bette,
George, and Ann --
first
at
their
walking down to
Maris Grove Pond
(with its geese-dispersing ersatz canines;
windy dances of reed pipes; and views of
South Creek Viaduct,
Hatton Place, and
adjacent structures),
over to the Library,
and
thence
to lunch (a shared Sloppy Joe -- talk about down-home -- and overly generous proportions of a delicious Moroccan soup).
Time for a getaway on the friendship circuit, first, via Painters Cross Road, south on
202, east and south in the
Smithbridge Road
vicinity
to
Steve and
Hilary Eshelman's, where their daughter Elizabeth recounts intriguing stories, and the
master of the house
gives a gracious
tour
of
the
domain.
Next
east to
Dave and Elaine Locher and extended family (daughter, grandchild, and
daughter-in-law -- various sons scattered here and about) near West Chester Pike; then south on the Blue Route,
east and north past the Airport, over the
Ben Franklin Bridge to
Haddonfield
and
Don and Urs Gosnay for
cigars, mutual-YouTube-show-and-tell,
and
jokes.
Return through
Central Philadelphia, with views of City Hall, the
moon, and
30th Street Station -- to lights out.
