Bob back at the beach-house and mowing

It doesn't take much time for Bob to get right to work. Notice the box on the cement ledge?
Well that is old bread to feed the birds, etc. so that when his grandchild comes down in the evening
she might see some wildlife eating the bread. The love of a grandfather is vast indeed.

I have not many other pictures as I spent most of my time working on that garden, and resting
in the heat. It was found out later that I had contracted a sickness from bad water that, if left untreated
could have killed me. By the next weekend my Dr., gave me medicine that got me well.

So these moments with friends when I thought I was going to die meant so very much to me.