We made it through the night and no one knocked on the door so they could tell us to leave. I guess that means we can stay here for a little while.

Max isn’t upset at all about the non-familiarity of his new surroundings. For him it’s all about smelling the new stuff and filing it away for future reference. He’s a little overwhelmed, I think, by the amount of open space that’s available for him. Still, he just wanders around the edges checking things out.

I used this photo yesterday, so forgive me for repeating myself. Just wanted you to see the open range right next to the FAMCAMP.

Our first walk this morning was all the way around the 60 sites at this location, and even a short way down the road outside the facility. We went up and down every row, all five of them, and he really enjoyed himself. We only encountered one other dog-walker so the masses must have gone earlier. Even for the one, he wasn’t very interested. There were so many bushes to smell I think he was actually swooning. So much so, that I failed to catch him the moment with my handy camera. Maybe tomorrow I’ll get new ones.

In case you need to make a note about where we are, here’s the sign.

I believe there’s a common naming theme for RV Parks located on air force bases. On the way up the freeway, I also saw a sign directing us to the Saguaro National Park. I’m not sure if it’s the same one we visited while in Tucson, or another one. I could look it up, I suppose, but it doesn’t matter. If you’ve seen one saguaro, you’ve seen them all. That’s not true, of course, because each one of them is unique. They are like snowflakes, no two alike.

President Jimmy Carter’s funeral was today, and we watched the entire thing. Of most interest to us were the speakers who we really enjoyed. As I listened to them extolling Mr. Jimmy’s incredible life of service, I couldn’t keep my head from wondering what Mr. Trump’s eulogy might be like. That planted a seed, of course, which might have to be watered into reality one of these days.

As the camera panned the inside of the National Cathedral, Diane and I had flashbacks of our visit to Washington DC many years ago. We visited it one afternoon and had the joy of getting there just in time to attend an evening service. There weren’t many in attendance, but there was a choir who sat in the first sections on either side of the aisle behind the stage. Diane and I sat in the next section down on the right. The pastor was a magnificent lady. I don’t remember her name but if you are adventurous, you can check one of my old posts where I documented that trip.

I stopped here and searched my photos looking for pics of the cathedral but shouldn’t find them. I’ll look again later. But I did find one of Diane from 2011 that you might enjoy.

I know. That’s not relevant to this post, but it’s a great photo.

This was the sunset today when I was out walking Max for his last walk of the day.

Not true. I watched Notre Dame beat Penn State and advance to the NCAA Championship game. That means it’s past 2100 and the sun set about 3 hours ago. I’m pretty sure he’s generated some urine by now. I certainly have. I told him I’d take him out one more time and all the while I’ve been typing this he’s been sitting next to my feet staring at me.

I must go now.