Our trip to Charleston was great fun. We went to Mary’s grandkids’ soccer games and felt proud as we watched them score goals; we went to the Saturday market in downtown Charleston, which is one of my favorite things to do, and were rewarded with a dog show which was taking place there in the park, so Peter got to hang out with lots of dogs of every breed. There was even a dog costume contest, and the winner was in a peacock costume which defies description, but suffice it to say that the owner and dog truly deserved first prize! We also rode bikes through Mary’s neighborhood and Peter said he had a bit of relearning to do with that skill, but it all came back to him and we had a good ride. We wanted a walk on the beach before leaving, so even though the weather was cloudy and drizzly much of the time, we three drove to Isle of Palms and did our usual back and forth (or is it “up and down”?), but since we determined that the wind was coming from the East, there were no agonized decisions over which direction to head into first. And then, of course there was the driving part, and Peter drove for much of the trip.
Now I’m looking forward to drum camp this coming week. Tomorrow Ed and Mary Anne and I will load our drums into Ed’s car and head north into the North Carolina mountains for a week, while Peter drives to Marietta to spend some time with sister Lis, who has just returned from her solo drive out to Wyoming and back. This will be my eighth camp, and it’s always a highlight of the year for me. I’ll return on Mothers’ Day with red palms, exhausted but invigorated, and then I’ll be ready to post my next update. Until then, stay happy, and do something Mexican – Feliz Cinco de Mayo!