[Soaring Feather]

Good night all!

[WayzataJOHNN]

This is where they give stage shows each night, awesome place.



Yep, Nancy gave it a try, and while she didn't win a car, we at least got to keep ours so I count that a win!



The room stewards do this bit with making animals from towels. In fact one of them wrote a book on it for the cruise line
(no I didn't buy one.)



Nassau, a neat place but we stayed aboard and relaxed. Those who went ashore nearly drown in a driving rain!
(talk about your timing!)



St. Tomas Harbor, the shopping port of the Caribbean



Roast beef, sliced thin as a dream and tastes almost sinfully good!!!

[WayzataJOHNN]

Brooding Land

Howl oh bitter wind do scream
Across the black water moor
Slip thy silvered mist in silence
Over the fallen heroes and fools
And hammer thy swords into tools
Take down the torn tattered tents
Still standing under Culan’s Tor
Let fate take her toll I do deem

Leave the swords to rust away
Into the quickly distancing past fair
Sing of those gone as warriors true
That is all they will be remembered for
One small gift for crossing fate’s door
They did, as warriors are ever fate to do
Now they journey on as shades dare
Free of that sad and mortal day

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good morning, Lairites