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last of "vacation" days

Yesterday and today Bobby decided he needed to use up some of his vacation time (some of it has to be used by the end of the year and he's got a very crazy schedule in October and December).  And...get this...I had to plan what we were going to do. I was too tired to make a whole lot of plans, and I had several things I wanted/needed to do this week, so we spent yesterday as a day of half-leisure and today has been a semi-normal day.

Duke University is not quite an hour from here, and I have always heard everyone talk about how beautiful and wonderful their gardens are. I went online, found the hours, and we headed there to roam the accessible parts. I was pleasantly surprised that we were able to see 3/4 of the gardens. There's no admission, though you do have to pay for parking ($2 an hour).

I used up the battery on my camera, so pics will have to wait until later. I thoroughly enjoyed it; I think Bobby did even more, and while I'm very sore today, I'm not so sore that I can barely walk. His wheelchair, on the otherhand, was flashing warning signals that the battery was about to go out by evening. If I've used up that many bars on his chair, you know we put in a LOT of walking. :)

And now I'm off to start working on the Christmas program for church. Christmas music anyone?

Comments

Jennifer said…
duke gardens is really pretty. jack and i went there very early in our dating years:)
Lydia said…
My sis in law got her bridal portraits done at Duke gardens, but I've never been. Good for you for doing all that walking!! And yay for Christmas programs:)

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