Did a "dry run" packing today, to see if the case I was looking at would hold all my stuff without the clothes coming out with more wrinkles than an elephant's trunk. It won't. The other one I drug down from the attic is huge. I thought how very funny that would be, me lugging that behemoth behind me, for a two-night stay, as Pilley meets me for the first time at the airport. You could have all sorts of things in a case that size -- a Labrador Retriever, a dorm refrigerator, maybe a park bench, a deluxe set of encyclopedias...
So my globe hopping mother-in-law loaned me a medium case, which I hope will be like Baby Bear's bed, just right. This bag has seen more action than the back seat of a '69 Mustang, though, so a little saddle soap will be in order.
My good friend Kathy Wilson loaned me her really nice camera and I practised some with it today. My photos aren't as good as hers yet, though. I'll keep practicing. Maybe I'll get the hang of it...
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