Today was ANOTHER rainy day. But, we still had a great time. Paul Poythress is a Houston high school physics teacher. He and wife, Judy, have bought a small apartment overlooking the Belfast harbor. We got acquainted last summer, if you remember my blog. Some of the women in his apartment building have taken a major role in the Belfast Garden Club, and worked hard on the small adjacent grounds. Today was their show. Unfortunately, it rained all day. Paul invited us for lunch. In spite of the rain, which discouraged the tourists, it was a fun event. One of the events was a poetry reading. One would think that a poetry reading in the rain on a cool, 60 degree day, would have no appeal for our crowd. You'ld be wrong. One of the poems she wrote today. It poked some very satirical fun at our current weather. She was clever and funny. Some of her other poems, largely about gardening for benefit of the expected crowd, were equally clever craftsmanlike poems. Cindy's care package of mail arrived today. So, after we got back from our very pleasant lunch at Paul's, I spent the rest of the afternoon paying bills and dealing with paperwork. At five we fed Belle and adjourned to the Dunn's camper for happy hour. There are worse places to endure rainy days.