During the night and early this morning, we were treated to the rhythm of the rain, followed by the sweet music from the robins and sparrows. There was such excitement outside the windows, that being huddled up inside wasn't unpleasant at all. It was cozy, quiet and quite peaceful.
Around 11 am, the steady rain ended and I was able to take a long walk/hike around the park. I have been eager to get to the old wine cellars, and today, I finally found them. It's hard to believe they were erected in the mid 1800's and so much of it remains. The bricked-up portal prevents you from entering, but I've read that most of what lies behind it is intact. I'm sure no wine remains. I was also able to locate the area where the vineyards stood, thanks to happening upon the caretaker's wife. She was a wealth of park history and of the Underhill brothers - Richard and William. Richard was the wine maker and William took over the family brickyards. Many original brick buildings remain - a testament to old world craftsmanship. If you explore this park, on a damp, spring weekday, you may not see anyone, except for an occasional park worker, and tons of robins.
RV event of the day: This morning, I caused an inconvenient problem by tripping the electrical circuit while drying my hair. No TV!!! Poor "G" had to wait until the rain subsided before being able to go out to reset the switch. I'm so glad to be close to home-base while we are still getting our feet wet (literally and figuratively).
Deep thought of the day: Into each life some rain must fall. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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