Eastern Shores and Hospital Food

"Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving."
— Albert Einstein

 Mr. D, Lucy and I hopped in the car Saturday and just started driving.
It was wonderful.
 

We headed East to the Eastern Shore where wild horses roam an island

and neon beach towels hang off a thousand balconies...hotels galore.

Where Mexican food outside at 10 pm has never tasted so good

and sneaking a dog into a hotel is considered no small feat.

From there we just headed North

and eventually came face to face with Benjamin Franklin's friends

where a certain congress met in continental form

and a giant bell sits silent - having been cracked for years on end.

But Sunday night brought a very different kind of scenery about,

one that is becoming too familiar. 

Please keep my family - and in particular, my dad - in your prayers.

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This weekend I fell a little more in love with my handsome husband
and learned again how precious family is.