Thursday got off to an early start for my youngest grand daughter, who joined Pinky Poo and myself in the living room at 6:15 am where I was doing some writing and Pinky was doing some hanging with me.
Birds of Paradise
...for lunch at an eatery called The Kettle.
...where, thanks to the perennially fair weather, backpacks can be hung outdoors on hooks outside the classrooms.
Now, I had not only never made limeade before; I'd never even made lemonade that didn't come from a mix.
But my grand daughter assured me that she'd show me how it was done when we arrived home.
First, she directed us to pick some limes from the lime tree in the front yard.
Then she procured a pitcher which she filled with ice,
So we add the sugar a little bit at a time,
...until it was pronounced delicious.
So we did.
We arrived in time for a breath-taking sunset,
On Saturday morning, October 26, Tom and I left warm, sunny Los Angeles, and by late Saturday afternoon we were back in Columbus, where the weather was cold and rainy.
However we decided to make the best of it and headed over to a local spot called The Gahanna Grill where it was warm and cozy,
...and nice inside.