Playing The Card Game “13”

8/31/14 Sunday in Dover,PA (Gettysburg Farms-TT/OW)

That break was welcome. We had the best of times visiting and playing cards with my sister Lynn and brother-in-law Gene. Such a great way to share and relax. Our trip over I-68 was so scenic. I guess it’s the National Road. Beautiful. We got back to the campground Friday and shared a potluck dinner with our friends as soon as we got in. Our night was around the campfire. Perfect ending to a lovely vacation. Saturday we enjoyed shopping at the Amish Farm mall. Texas was great for HEB grocery stores, the Midwest is great for it’s Amish farm stands, along with all sorts of farm land. Several of us took naps in the afternoon, then we shared at another potluck dinner. We taught Susan/Bill and Gail/Larry how to play “13” and were off and running until it got so dark we changed to sitting around the campfire.

Sunday morning was really hot and muggy, good day to get to church early, then hole up inside our air conditioned coach with TV. I was ready to play cards before lunch but Larry/Gail needed to get dog food so we held off on the card game until the afternoon. I spent that pre card game time researching RV info and getting my month’s photos saved and organized.

Unfortunately the air conditioned clubhouse was in use for bingo, so we toughed out playing our card game in the heat/humidity. John won handily and Trish was at the bottom. Everyone had a good time. We nixed any campfire plans because of the heat.

Around 9 pm campers set off their “Magic” lanterns into the night sky. They are like translucent hot air balloons without the basket part. Plus they’re about 3 feet high. It was beautiful and serene watching them floating up in that cloudy sky.

Gettysburg Farm flowers.  Don’t get to see gladiolas very often any more.

flower 1 flower 2

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About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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