We were sittin' around Thanksgiving table . . . between "the meal" and dessert. Conversation had ebbed a bit. So, the 12-yr-old granddaughter, Rylie, comes up with this question outta the blue,
Rylie . . . "Pawpaw, when's the shoot in Michigan?"
me . . . . "Welllll, what holiday weekend was it?"
Rylie . . . after some serious thinking . . . "Easter?"
me . . . . "Wellllll, that's a bit early."
Rylie . . . after bit more contemplation (and hints from gramma) ... "Memorial Day!!"
me . . . . "And that's in what month?"
Rylie . . " May?"
me . . . . "yep"
Rylie . . . "Welllll, I can't wait!"
So, guess I'll have a travel partner again in 2017.