It Don't Mean a Thing...

..if it ain't got that swing....

A bridge is just a bridge but if it is SWINGS? Whee! ..fun wow...but for some a bit of a nuisance...We pass under this bridge every time we go to town or to the marina..which is fine for us, but if you have a sail boat with a tall mast or a yacht with anything tall on it, you are out of luck. You have to plan your travels around the opening times of the bridge... which at the moment are every two hours.. or you may end up floating about for a while, waiting for the big moment! 

Today was a big day for me - a trip to town with my brother to do a couple errands, have lunch with his friend Linda and then visit one of her friends who, quel surpris, happened to have a former classmate of mine helping out in her back yard! OMG....Jim F! 

I had not seen Jim since we graduated high school in 1964!  .. so you can imagine how fabulous that was! Loud hoots, endless laughter, hugs and a whole lot of remembering...Our host seeing an opportunity to offer some wine and cheese, called up his wife who then joined us, along with their dog, to spend the rest of the afternoon sipping, munching and sharing stories on the patio...

What a fun day!..for my brother too; it wasn't just my reunion; Jim had returned to teach music at our old high school and my brother was one of his students and even played in Jim's school band! That little jaunt to town turned out to be so much more...and a lot longer than we had thought!  We had left the cottage at 12:00 noon and did not return until almost 7:30!   

A lot of photos were taken today but as they were of people who might not like to be on the internet, my blip was taken on the trip home from town