Sunday, May 17, 2015
The weather had been perfect all day, and then the clouds came over and a cold wind kicked up and it was time for the bikers to get their tailpipes home. Deb, Craig, and Clay stayed to watch the Preakness race, and then they too left for a well-deserved rest. Me, I walked around and looked in wonder at all that had been done. My cup runneth over.