Morning -- nothing. Ron M. and I sat there and wondered why we'd even bothered to drive to Afton Station this morning. Then. . .about 90 minutes later. . .a glorious influx of visitors which, by the end of the day, totaled 51 (unless I missed a few in the crush). . . one of the best days we've ever had without hosting a large group. At one point, I became confused as I tried to greet each person individually, and Ron was infinitely helpful by guiding everyone to the auto showrooms. I hope I made note of everyone who visited, but I'm not absolutely sure. Betty came around noon and helped out, too. We had a ball, but, well. . . . whew!
During the morning the only excitement in town was the arrival of these two men in some sort of protective suits. There has been a rumor about a gigantic bee swarm in the building across the street, so we thought perhaps they had come to remove it. But then it looked like they were sealing up the door of the building, thus suggesting that their suits might be protection from asbestos. We still don't know. They left with buckets of. . . what??
Have you noticed a common thread in today's photos? European men are mighty handsome! Shame on me, but it's true. Maybe I'm just delirious from the heat and the crowds. G'night!