Last weekend at an antiques store up in Lyons, CO we found a Wilson Tony Trabert model in great shape, so I may try that one along with my Jack Kramer from high school tennis. At that same store, Tammy spotted a beautiful hand-tooled briefcase that someone had made sometime in the last twenty years, and we picked it up for a song. That alone should get me an invite to the exclusive Denver Club, atop the building where I work; or not.
Next weekend is our trip to Yosemite's Ahwahnee Hotel. I am certainly looking forward to spending at least a little time in the Valley, as I haven't been there since driving through back in the early 1980s to Bluegrass festivals in Mather Camp. Emma's staying home to pet-sit.
We had to skip Mother's Day brunch at the Village Club as we have a tennis match to play (they used to have byes for that, but not this year) so we'll have an early dinner at our house with some friends. Should be a nice day Sunday; today it was sprinkling in the morning, and is now very breezy. Tammy got the fountains going a couple of days ago after the Winter layoff, and it is great to hear that sound again. Still too cool for cocktails on the patio, though. Maybe next week we can do that.

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