I just had an epiphany: A picture is worth a thousand words. So forget about a longer report. Here are the pictures. But first, thanks F4 for hosting the delicious hotpot dinner and the one of a kind birthday gift! Thanks munge for coming out to share a couple of drinks with Mr. Mud. And thanks all who were thinking of him.
Oh, the funny thing was on our way home from the bar after Mr. Mud had a couple of "Dirty Old Man" drinks, the audiobook we were listening to, a World War II memoir, had this in a dialogue: "I'm not a dirty old man; I'm a sexy senior citizen."

Mr. Mud is not old yet. See how flexible he is in these poses?

He was not doing yoga though. He was just admiring the beauty of these early spring flowers at Pinnacles.

Mr. Mud would not have wanted to be anywhere else.


Wish you all could have been here.
