Ghana Goods

E's bro Rick and sis-in-law Sally came to visit last week--during a cold snap, alas. And they came bearing gifts from Ghana: beautiful batik fabric made into a sling bag, beads, and miracle "key" soap. One of Sally's missions is to improve the lives of people she knows there, so we spent some time together brainstorming ideas with which to market these exqisite products: stay tuned!

Like Gretchen, Robert, Anna & Al, R&S were bit by the geo-caching bug. Only one of us is surprised by this. But unlike our trips with our guests a week earlier, two of our ventures with Rick and Sally ended in utter dud-dom. Regardless, we had several nice finds (TFTC!) and during one of our forays met a whole family of folks wrapping up a bike trip and conscripted them into our search: voila, 6 new geo-cachers at one blow! Not to mention, one of our finds lay in beautiful Camp Helen State Park, the quaintness of which is unsurpassed. Too bad the concrete block cabins, built in the 4os, are no longer fit to occupy...





We took this opportunity to listen to and watch some of E's nephew Bill's cool art projects and to think a bit together about his desire to move back to Detroit and live downtown. While all of us understand this yearning to various degrees, we know it won't be an easy life, despite the coolness of his music and how tied in he already is to the scene. Good Luck!

An art project of Sally's--with home-grown veg !

Our trip to the Seaside Farmers' Market on Saturday yielded onions, English peas, new potatoes, and peach preserves. On the way home, we tried the newly-instated sit-down weekend breakfast at Sally's Backside: pretty good--and cheap! A definite Do Again. On the home front, the garden is growing like crazy. We've planted more tomatoes and a variety of peppers--and some of the first-planted tomatoes have already set fruit! This afternoon we sat on the beach a while, with Squeaky, a bit disconcerted by the sand-whipping wind, scolding us from the dune-walkover. A lovely day after yesterday's incredible lightning-filled storm.

A present for one of our most faithful readers: we're waiting, Dee!