I just picked my first ripe tomato off my Early Girl, today,
June l3. I have never grown one that ripened before July
fourth so I am gloating a bit before I put it in a salad.

Ted and I spent a mini vacation in Branson, Mo. We enjoyed
the entertainment, particularly Shoji Tabuki and his show.
Ted made me go on an amphibian ride which I loathed, we ate
bad food at Mickey Gilley's place and our hotel sucked.
However, we were out and about and enjoyed most of the rest
of the trip and came home feeling refreshed. I nearly froze
on the water but a sweet man loaned me his coat and I was
able to endure it gracefully. Ted loved it. Hundred dollar
bills melt like snow in July in Branson. I am speaking from
experience here.

We left Branson at six a.m. with one cup of coffee and so by
seven, we were looking for something to eat. We stopped at
a little store and were provided with home made sausage biscuits that were to die for, just like Grandma used to make.

We decided that if we didn't have family here, we would move
to Fayetteville. It is so beautiful there and being a college town with a fairly mild climate makes it very
attractive. It is such a pretty, pretty place.

It felt good just to get away and it is always fun to be
back. Rex was happy to leave his suite at the pet boarders
and come home. We missed sleeping with him, big lug that he
is. I saw a huge dog there that looked like a cross between
a golden retriever and a Saint Bernard. It looked just like
Rex but was pure white. Help me out Kristy, what breed was
it?