Going to Cleveland to see my family and my good friend Jane would be reason enough, but the main reason we chose that particular weekend to travel was because we were attending a memorial service for a friend of RIck's. It was held in the charming village of Gates Mills, with the Chagrin River running through it.
So, we got out of our play clothes...
...and into something that felt right. Because Bob would wear a tie!
I think Rick's friend Bob would have had his heart filled with joy to hear the wonderful things people were saying about him and all the love that was there. I had only met Bob on two occasions, but he was a big force in Rick's life -- and from what I heard, a big force in others' as well.
It was nice to have time to meet his lovely wife at the reception after. It couldn't have been a lovelier venue. Yes, Bob would have thoroughly enjoyed.
After that it was a change of clothes and off for Rick's birthday concert! We were headed to Blossom, a music venue in a national park in the Cuyahoga Valley. We spent a little time in the town of Peninsula.
The train station was pretty charming and there were walking and bike paths.
And of course a few galleries! I loved the garden at this one.
After picking up sandwiches for our picnic, we headed to Blossom. We got there in plenty of time to beat the crowd and had our pick of picnic tables!
Then it was off to the venue. We got lawn seats for the Cleveland Orchestra.
And what a perfect night for it! A blanket, a cooler, great music, ideal weather, no bugs! Happy Campers!
The guest was a cellist, who was very good...
...and the last act, Elgar's Enigma Variations, featured both the Cleveland and Kent State Orchestras. (We saw the last act under the pavilion!)
Home late, but the next day was filled with fun things -- not the least of which was a family potluck that turned into a surprise birthday for both Rick and me!
We even got to hear the traditional Cleveland Birthday Song Medley that my family does each birthday -- you need to blow out the candles before it begins or you'll have wax on your cake!
The youngest guest was Baby Ben, five months old. I won't show a photo here, but instead I'll share my second favorite cat, Colby, who had to be sure Ben's carrier was comfy enough. (It was!)
Then back home the next day. Perfect weather until after we stopped for a wonderful lunch at a favorite Italian restaurant in Ann Arbor. Then this.
At least the basement was dry when I got home!
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