We answered the call.

Our lives had pretty much returned to normal. (Wait normal is just a setting on the dryer, right? Actually we embrace being not normal.) Let’s just say we had established somewhat of a summer routine; up early to work in the garden, do upgrades and modifications on The Wanderer , tour around the county on the tandem (yes that was us you saw on South Friendship Road and yes, we knew there weren’t any shoulders. Not something normal people would do,) and we resumed Tipsy Tuesday on the porch.

Our friend, Linda, from the Tri-Cities area of Washington State broke up our routine a bit by bringing a couple of her friends, Tammi and Retta, for a visit during Quilt Week. Those gals are full of fun and adventure! In just one week they managed not only to attend the AQS Quilt Show, but saw Graceland in Memphis, attended the Grand Ole Opry and put their feet on the soil of 6 different states! So much fun!

 

A week later our good friends, Nancy and Jere from College Station, TX stopped overnight on their way to visit their son and family in Virginia. How we wished they could have stayed longer but there is no way our hospitality can compete with the draw of a grand baby.

 And then there were our seasonal visitors, the Hummers.

For reasons of their own, they chose to stop for a bit of refreshments and move on.

But not so, this House Finch gal;

she just moved right in and made her nest in the front porch light fixture! I think she knew we could not evict her with 4-5 little ones in the nest.

Needless to say, as soon as the youngsters left, we removed her little home and turned the fan on to keep her from returning.

If only she could have been as gracious as Mrs. Robin who chose an out of the way, but very visible corner of the carport to make her nest.

We will keep the light on her nest intact in case she wishes to return.

As we said, we had pretty much established a somewhat normal routine when we heard the mountains calling. This morning we loaded the tandem and took The Wanderer to East Tennessee. The plan is to return home on Memorial Day (but who knows.)