Downtown Lexington, Virginia has been abuzz with activities, young folks, traffic, and busy restaurants and shops.
It all has to do with end of school stuff (three universities in the area), plant sales, art shows, farmer’s markets, and the advent of Spring and Summer!
My friend Norma and I had lunch downtown at The Bistro.
The quiche was grand, the atmosphere was upbeat, and best of all, we had the chance to catch up on our lives. It is always so surprising how much there is to talk about after about three or four weeks.
Corky is here! That’s our son, who arrived Wednesday from California. We met him at the door (like in the commercial) with all our technological questions (and gadgets) stored up for repair or clarification and pleas to help us with everlasting computer confusion.
“Hi, good to see you. Come on in! None of this works.”
Cork has been offering Windows 10 lessons ever since he arrived.
I am now safely floating around in the Cloud too, but I keep thinking of the song, “The Little White Cloud that Cried.” Isn’t there danger in trusting a cloud with all your family pictures?
Corky may be slightly overwhelmed by all the required tutorials. Tomorrow will be devoted to Dashlane – a site that will store your passwords for you. I think that is like a vault (in the cloud?).
“Everything on Microsoft is RIGHT CLICK Mom.
Now what do you do next?”
“Right click,” I reply.
“Great! You are getting the hang of it.”
We had dinner at The Pink Cadillac again, which now boasts an expanded menu! Interested in fried shrimp? It’s there. Or pulled pork barbecue?
Like everyplace else around here, the old place was crowded with happy people. Isn’t this a wonderful time of year?
Finally, who can discount the weather? It rains almost every day. And folks are getting fed up with humidity and downpours. I still love the sound of raindrops falling though, and tend to run around cracking windows open to increase the volume.
The good news is Big Foot is now reliably Small and the plantar fasciitis less sensitive. It’s still there but seemingly subsiding.
It’s Bad Luck Day – Friday the 13th – but around here, there is a whole lot to be thankful for.
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