It is raining outside for the first time in a long time. We have needed this for so long. The yards and fields have more brown than green in them. The robins land on the grass looking for worms, shrug their wings and leave, wondering where the moisture and worms have gone. This has been a perfect day to dream and plan for our eastern swing slated for a couple of weeks from now. Great news - sis and bro are going to be staying at the inn adjoining the campground in Gordonsville, VA over the Labor Day weekend with us. The next week we will be seeing them in Champion, PA, near Johnstown, where we will learn about the great flood of the 19th Century. We have done geneology research with them in West Virginia and look forward to researching Civil War and flood areas with them.
The Montana still has not been properly repaired, even though we were assured when we retrieved it last week from the dealership that all was well, it still has a couple of problems. "Wartime help" was a phrase used in WW2 to describe why repairs were incomplete. Does this mean that it is as true today as it was 60 years ago? If they can not repair it to our satisfaction this time, I guess that means that we go to the factory with it when we are at the rally in Goshen in September. Oh well, looking at the bright side, at least it is getting better.