“Mr. Red” stopped to check on me and I repeated my worn-out reply: “I’m so tired.”  He said, “Get dressed; I’ll be back in half-an-hour and we’ll ride the bikes.”  So I got dressed and went into the yard “to do a few things” before Mr. Red returned. Two things turned into twenty things!! I see a small improvement in my yard. I haven’t ridden the three-wheeler because my biking companion has not returned (and it has been “a couple of hours”). I understand: The owner-manager of this RV Park has lots of responsibilities—and distractions. I’m so eternally grateful for his continual attention to my well-being!