Wednesday, July 13, 2011
We attended three concerts and heard some lovely music. The weather in Brevard is not to my taste; far too humid and it seems to rain every afternoon or evening. But the concerts are held in a covered pavilion, and the rain doesn't interfere.
Joe was a redhead when I met him (part of the reason I married him, I tell him), but he grew up in a family where the red seems to skip a generation, and he knew no one else in the family with red hair. His sister made mean remarks to him about it. So he's waited a long time for a family member with red hair. And now we've got one. And, as of this writing, in the back, it has begun to curl!
Posted by Nancy, Near Philadelphia on Wednesday, July 13, 2011