All too soon, the sun started to go down, and I needed to head back home, without finding any treasures. Oh well, tomorrow's another day.
On another subject, people who know me and the dogs understand that they know how to tell time. Supper time for them is 6:00 p.m. They start letting me know it's getting close to 6:00 by staring at me. The closer to 6:00 it gets, the more intense the staring. Finally, Bobo starts to "talk" to me. This is a sound he makes that is somewhere between a growl and bark. Jasmine just barks. Well, with the time change, they were most insistent at 5:30 p.m. today that they were 30 minutes late getting their evening meal! I guess we're going to need to gradually break them in to this standard time thing.
This last picture is one Jim took Friday in Fredericksburg.
Tomorrow we plan to drive to San Antonio to have lunch at a restaurant recommended by a friend. We also want to check out our route as we head to Rockport on Wednesday. We like to do that whenever we have the chance, especially when we're going through larger cities.