Signs

Intersection of Old Ferry Road and the road leading to the Islander, near the Seabreeze

These signs over on Gwynn's Island crack me up.

I know they serve a purpose, and I understand why they are there.

But still.

Do I really need a sign to ensure I don't drive directly into Milford Haven?

(Don't answer that, Chesapeake Bay Children.)

Tin Can Alley

Hmmm. I wonder if anyone has ever stood in this very spot and wished the state maintained the roads just a wee bit further.

Who knows, but these sure do amuse me, which is not easy after four thousand weeks months of cold, dreary weather.

Speaking of amusement, the two of you who read some of you who read know that for the past two summers I've thrown a little gathering here in Mathews known as Blog Fest.  Bloggers from as far away as Canada, California, Maine, Texas, Connecticut, New York and places in between convened in our little county for a long weekend of laughter and camaraderie. To this day I feel strongly a movie should have been made about all the fun we had.

This year, for a variety of reasons, most of which have to do with the book that will never get done my workload, I can't host Blog Fest.

However, that doesn't mean the tradition will die.

Click here to visit Asthma Girl's post about Blog Fest West, coming this summer to the city of Seattle!

Even though there's no official Blog Fest in Mathews, my door is always open to visitors assuming the stress of writing the book doesn't do me in.  In fact, Kay from Canada is talking about bringing her husband and goose-chasing dog here in June; Grandma J. and Postcard Cindy are contemplating dates for a Mathews trip; and the East Coast bloggers will likely assemble at least once over the course of the summer months.

There will be a summer this year, right? Right? 

It's hard to think clearly with all this winter getting in the way.