I Came Across Some Memories Today

The full moon picture was taken from my deck on September 8th (this year) at 2:21 a.m.
The flower letters were taken at 7:23 p.m. the same day. I was on my way to John's house and decided to stop and take this picture. Why, you say? My friend Cindi will understand. I'm not really sure who gave me the name originally--probably Cindi. The story behind the name "BW"... For several years, several of us "Women On Wheels(R)" members got together at Americade(R) (the world's largest motorcycle touring rally) in Lake George, NY. For several years, we rented a cottage for the week and shared much more than the cost. I'm sure this is where our friendships became cemented. We were a group larger than could be accommodated by the bedrooms (3) in the cottage so some of us slept in chairs, on couches, and on the floor in the main room of the cottage. I was known to be a loud snorer (later to be remedied by a CPAP machine). I tried to warn everyone and maybe even offered to sleep on the porch (I can't remember that clearly). One of the ladies that was new to sharing the cottage (Betsey) said my snoring would be no problem--she could sleep through anything. Guess who we found sleeping out on the porch the next morning! I felt badly, but I couldn't help it...and I did warn her. Anyway, we ended up having a lot of fun and laughter over that. There were two of us in the cottage named "Wendy" and the other Wendy was quiet and sweet and studious, so to differentiate between us, the snorer got nicknamed the "Bad Wendy" and the other was nicknamed the "Good Wendy". Bad Wendy got shortened to "BW" in the WOW chatroom and among my close motorcycle friends I am still "BW". The "BW" in the picture actually stands for Borg Warner, but I couldn't resist.

So now I have to explain to you the pic of the woodchuck. The quality of the photo isn't great because I had to take the picture quickly and knew I couldn't go outside to get it because he(or she) would be gone in a flash if I made any noise. I took the pic through my livingroom window, which also has a screen in it...and it was raining to boot. "Woody" broke through the mulch and plant fabric that I had laid down to keep the wood chips from tracking into the house. I have since found the entrance to Woody's abode. Woody has burrowed under the cement pad of my garage. Guess he thought he was hidden behind the long stems of the Golden Glow flowers planted at the backside of my garage. My sister and I were doing some clean-up work after the flowers had pretty much died off, and she had cut the stems down to just a couple inches revealing the entranceway. I am assuming the woodchuck will remain there into the winter and perhaps I will see him/her again in the spring.