Don's Good Luck in New Port Rhode Island

On our way to New Port Rhode Island we stopped and made a simple meal, which included wild berries found in a field of proud back-eyed Susans.  Not only are we vagabonds, we are now taking up serious hunter gatherer tendencies!

Little car carries large surf board--cooler than a SUV.

Don's dream to
 play on a grass finally came true at the Newport Tennis Hall of Fame and it turned off even better than he had imagined.  He had made arrangements to attend a group lesson and when he showed up he was the only one.  So, he enjoyed a one and a half hour private lesson by default--for the same cost.  He held his own and got some great advice from the instructor.  Cross another thing off the Bucket List...