Best Road Trip In Ages Pt. 2

4 Generations of Prices:  Jackie & Glen, Barry, Dylan, and Logan

Even when you're having a great time travelling you still think of the folks back home.  We were lucky enough to get the 4Gen pic above when Mom & Dad came up from Tennessee for a visit.  We really miss having them closer by.

We had a pleasant night at Dan & Rosario's place.  We rarely sleep through the night, what with trips to the bathroom, muscle spasms, and round-the-clock kid traffic, so the chugging of trucks & Harleys on the nearby road and the crowing of the rooster in the yard were not disturbing.  No sirens, much different from back home.

In the kitchen, a pot of coffee and a big cast iron skillet with fresh eggs scrambled with some spicy peppers that Mark brought from his garden.  Toast, bacon, forks clicking on plates, quiet conversation as we watch the hummingbirds & dragonflies buzz past the window.

Hey Nigel-cat, did you ever see that movie about your alien duplicate hatching from a pod to replace you?

Rolling gargoyles gather no moss.

I poked my finger 3-4 inches into this soft green cushion and it never hit bottom.

Mike Lebens, Mark Schlembach, Marcy Price, Nan & Eric Day, The Other Dan Johnson, Dr. Dan Johnson, and Lisa (Mrs. Other Dan) Johnson.

Hmm, what could this gift be?  Nan is acting so innocent...

Best of all, it's microwaveable!

Nan is a soil scientist and also has an asparagus farm in Virginia with her other half, Eric.  She says you shouldn't use a knife to harvest asparagus, but just snap it off.  It knows the right place to break.

Fresh zucchini for dinner tonight.

Sun inside.

Mike Lebens, a social worker in Pensylvania.  He made a couple of varieties of real nice beer for the party.  Delicious and hearty,  dark strong foamy stuff, still alive, I think.  Mike was in attendance when Dan's parents' let my old band Ruff Midget set up a stage using haywagons and box trucks in their front yard.  Most of Morgan Township must have heard us that full-moon summer night, and half of them came to Dan's to join the party.  Was that a special occaision?  Does anybody have pictures?  By, the way Mike, you gotta try the fresh-picked broccoli, steamed with wild lamb's quarters that was growing right next to it.

Dr. Dan dons his hardhat to extinguish the inferno.  Good thing they didn't put all 50 candles on the cake or we'd have needed an open burning permit.

Happy Birthday, Dan Johnson!

We went to bed that night relaxed and happy.  What a nice bunch of people!  What a lovely place!  We expected a good sleep with motors and roosters and a great day tomorrow, and we were not disappointed.