Camping out on the back deck

While Sheela was here, she and I tried a different way of sleeping outside. She started out in one of the swinging chairs, then gave it up and transferred to the larger love-seat size swing. I luxuriated in the steamer chair. Well, at first. Then she talked me out of that and she slept there the rest of the night, while I wiggled around in the much-too-short-for-me love seat one.

The next morning our next door neighbor, having spotted us from her window, walked over with coffee, orange juice, and couple of power bars for our breakfast! She even included napkins and plastic silverware.

Ahh, what a great place to live!