Friday we had another running around day. We brought Meredith to the airport bright and early. Michael came so we could check out a few commercial properties on the way back. When we got to Princesse, we passed by a yard where a puppy had squeezed out through an opening in the gate. I stopped and Michael got out to try to put him back into the yard. As soon as he got near the fence, a bunch of other little ones came wiggling over to play with him.Then they started coming out, too. He finally managed to get them all back in and shove something into the opening so they couldn’t get back out. They were just so adorable!

We finished our errands in that area and headed home. But when we got to the Pickled Greek, there were cars there and we stopped in for a visit. The Pickled Greek will finally open on Tuesday, May 27th!

Back on the road…..but on Lowry Hill at Tide Village, there were a couple of horses in the street. There were also a couple more at the pond on the east side of the road. We were worried about the ones in the road and drove slowly hoping they’d go off to the side, but they stayed in front of us for a while. We got closer to the hilly, curvy part of the road and finally got in front of them, but we worried that someone would drive down too fast and hit one or both of them. So we stopped at Bob and Joanne White’s house because we assumed the horses were theirs. We were right, but Bob was off island and Joanne was at work in F’sted.

I called our friend Mitchell who rides with Bob and Joanne sometimes and he said he’d come as soon as he could. Their tenant, Glenda called Joanne who decided to come home from work as well. Glenda got some sweet feed and a halter and we headed down to try to lure them back up the hill. Joanne said there was a gate at one point where we could get them in so we wouldn’t have to walk them on the road. She said that one time, Bob was walking a horse back and a car came by too fast and hit the horse. How awful!

As we were getting into the car, one of the horses, Pinto, came sauntering up. Glenda said that Pinto is 40 years old! I guess you don’t get to be that age by being stupid. Smart horse was back on its own. Relieved that at least one was safe, we drove down the road to the gate Joanne had mentioned. Then we drove farther down the hill to the pond, but they were nowhere to be found. We walked and drove up and down looking for them, but to no avail. Finally, Joanne arrived in her car saying that she’d get changed into bush clothes and start searching for them. She took Glenda back up the hill and we went home for breakfast. It was around noon and we were famished!

We had time to eat and do a couple of things around the house and then it was time to go to Sunset Jazz in F’sted.

We packed up some cheese and crackers and wine and fruit and chairs and blankets and drove out to Aqua West’s parking lot where we met Peter and Heike and Nikki. We saw owner, Brian Mika, driving in and Michael went in to make reservations for dinner after the concert. We walked the few blocks into town and found a spot to watch the sunset and listen to the music. We settled down while Peter and Heike wandered about schmoozing separately with all the friends they’d meet. We saw Margi and Fran in an upstairs window at the Caribbean Museum Center.

The sunset was muted, but lovely, and what little breeze there was, was heartily appreciated by Michael and Nikki. We finished two bottles of wine that we also shared with Marie as she wandered through the crowd as well. That made it time to go find more at Aqua West.

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