I wonder what we've done to deserve the worst spring I can remember - rain almost every single day and the temperature barely reaching into the teens, if we're lucky. Needless to say no sailing has been done and not much work at the trailer either. Most of the park is so wet few people can park on their site. My car is so heavy and the lawn so wet I would sink out of sight.
On one of the few days it wasn't raining Gerry decided to bury the hose and power cord so we don't run over them with the lawn mower. Luckily he discovered a pipe running from the water/hydro post to the trailer but unluckily it had a tree growing through it and was deeply buried at one end. Took some doing but he managed to get the job done. I did cleaner work, arranging the deck and lawn furniture and hanging the gecko Betty so generously crafted for me. The next almost sunny day we managed to wash the awning. Such excitement, I can hardly stand it. Gerry couldn't take it and escaped to Port Lucaya - I am really wondering why I didn't!

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