Happened onto "Raz," "Maggie R." and Molly at Lum's Pond St. Park in northern DE yesterday 1 Oct. They were enroute from Vermont to the Outer Banks; we were "backyard camping" 17 mile from home. Out walking the dogs, happened on Trill 13; I saw the orange stripe and the three lobe Trillium
on the door. They had already seen our donkey and asked if we were also "small, glass, molded" folks (sounds like Hobbits I know but what you gonna do?) Raz and I got to talking about trailers and the ladies began "yarning" about knitting. (Hope we didn't spoil your date with the Bosox on radio, Raz!) They were gone when we dragged up this morning at 10:30 so they beat the rain out of town. Big wildlife act at the campground "confusing fall
Warblers" and annoying stink bugs.