The day began with a civilized and very good (and huge) breakfast at a cafe next to the motel.
Then we had to say goodbye to Marie (always a sad event for me). But we drove to Diane's where were were welcomed and hosted yet again! Yeah, we are on the way home, but in stages.
Diane has pretty flowers on her deck...
... and a cannon in her driveway!
Perhaps this is one of the reasons Diane and I have become friends so fast... she has as varied interests as I do, and she isn't neatly predictable.
OK, it's a reproduction cannon, but it really fires. She and some of her family members have been taking part in civil war reenactments for years. It's in her driveway waiting for the paint to dry after its yearly touchup.
No hiking occurred except a short walk around the block for Bill and me after dinner (yet more delicious food provided by Diane).
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Well isn't that handy to have your own cannon. Bet the neighbors don't mess with her :)
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