Tyler, Texas

Home again, home again, jiggety jig.  Backed the pickup up to the door, off loaded the suitcases, popped 'em open, unpacked the snorkels and Hawai'i-centric stuff, and fell into bed.

Easter Sunday morning we roll out of bed, re-packed the suitcases with Virginia-bound sundries and clothes, and traipsed off to our home church for Easter services.  We sat up on the shelf (as our grandkids call it - most folks know it as a balcony), and I had an absolutely wonderful time saying effusive hellos to friends and neighbors we hadn't seen in months and months and months!

Back to the house, and while we load totes, etc. into our Toyota Sienna van, our daughter-in-law prepares a Texas brisket for our lunch.  We eat, hug, and hit the road.


By late evening we are out of Texas, through Louisiana, and at the mighty Mississippi.

We stop on the Mississippi side of the river for a photo op and potty break.  It's rained or had thick cloud cover all day, but the sun seems to be struggling to break through before bottoming out on the horizon.




 

 I can't tell if Granpa was capturing the sunlight - or just in love with cannon.  You know Granpa!

We travel on, finally bedding down for the night on the Mississippi/Alabama border.

Next morning we're on the road to our lil' farmhouse in the tobacco fields of Virginia!