RJ was pretty excited for his first day of kindergarten!
Julia wanted to be in the picture too.
The Principal escorted him down the red carpet because he is new to the school.
It was so fun to visit Uncle Pat and Aunt Fifi. The trip was much too short, but we did manage to see a few beautiful views from around their community, in addition to spending the solar eclipse with them.
The kids were begging to go on a hike, but seemed happy enough to climb this rock.
Overlook behind the church
The kids tried their best, but somehow managed to not break any of the musical instruments.
Drive 7 hours to see Aunt Debbie and Granddad in Ashville, NC. Drive an additional hour to see Uncle Pat and Aunt Fifi in Landrum, SC. Drive a final hour to The Beach Club to see totality.
The ExecutionRoute 81 (and most other travel) involved Granddad Johnson and 3 million of our other 'friends' in Washington, DC, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, and other areas driving to the swath of totality. This added about 1 hour to the drive to and from DC and about 2-3 hours from the eclipse back to Landrum, SC. Uncle Pat was a great sport and even took us for pizza afterwards.
The EclipseThe totality was totally worth it. We had glasses so we could look at the event in progress. We also made a pinhole viewer which amused everyone (mostly that it actually worked!). Then, during totality we got to look without the glasses.
The kids will remember the water slides, the free paddle boarding, and the pools more than the eclipse. A few pictures below.
We made the trek to Asheville to visit Aunt Debbie and convinced GrandDad to go too.
After sitting in the car for 9+ hours, we were very excited that the hotel had a pool. Auntie Debbie learned that RJ can squirt water with his hands too! (A recently learned skill of which he's quite proud)
The hammock was so relaxing!
With some cajoling, we got Julia close to Spino. Tex decided that he wanted to be in the picture too.
Thanks to Aunt Debbie, we were able to take a tour of the Biltmore. Here we are in the creepy basement.
RJ and Mom got to stomp grapes. Hopefully, they aren't going to use these for the wine...
A view from the front of the Biltmore
This year we are growing cantaloupe. It was not our first choice of things to plant. As the matter of fact, it was not our choice to plant it at all.
Cantaloupe Origin. Our best guess is that we ate a cantaloupe over the winter, unusable parts were put into the compost bin and turned to soil, in the spring we put the soil in the garden, and the cantaloupe sprouted. To avoid getting 'weeded' the cantaloupe disguised itself as a cucumber plant and grew among the cucumbers.
The Result: We harvested our first 2 cantaloupes, and there are 3 more big ones on the vine. Yummy.
RJ hauls the cantaloupe #2 back to the house
Here are the first 2 cantaloupes (one was partially eaten by ants) and Sara's prize tomato
The new porch fan was not working. Here are the facts that we had to work with:
So putting on our detective hats, here is what we tried.
Humm. Contemplate switching battery on remote. Text contractor. Sleep on it. Go to work the next day.
Re-consult owner's manual to learn how to re-establish a connection between the remote and the fan.
Gads. A long way to get from point A to point B.