Our destination surprised me as wepulled in front of one of the small parks across from the bay. When Iwas young, we used to come out here and watch t...e large freighters leavefor destinations unknown."I made your favorite," she said, setting on the picnic table a numberof sandwiches. Peanut butter with homemade apple butter, something Ihaven't eaten in years."I missed these," I said between bites. We talked about nothing for alittle while, enjoying the breeze watching the large boats. It was that simple.Once I knew I was someplace else, I spent some time staring at the moon. Yeah, after a while I could see that it was different. It was odd that I'd never noticed it before. The color was slightly off, and the dispersion pattern of ejecta on the surface looked different. I guess I had just never really looked. When was the last time you really looked at the moon?Once I figured that much out, I got to work on a sundial and an observatory. The observatory was simple as all fuck. I watched as she laid her things on her bed. She stood there for a second with her back to me and removed her bra and placed it with the rest. She then headed into her closet. She came back out in a few minutes wearing loose running shorts and a tee shirt. She headed to the kitchen and stopped at the door. She then walked over to me as I stood. She wrapped her arms around my neck, stood on tiptoes and gave me a brief, very soft, kiss on my lips. I kissed her back and she uttered a. In fact, I know now she wasn't as good a rider as she thought, but I made her look that way, and that got me more commissions." Doing all the nudes you do doesn't hurt, either," Pat said."No. Being able to catch the nude figure in the act — almost any act — has gotten to be almost second nature. So, all I have to do is get the figure right and dress it up after."Muriel, Anne and Mary were working on the Seder. Pat asked what she could do.Muriel answered, "Would you get the blue and white dishes.