OK, it's confession time. The unencumbered woman comes at some expense. Peter often complains that I am out galavanting around while he slaves away in the consumer retail jungle. Poor guy, I'm the first to lament...in fact, we often worry that he misses entire seasons....like summer, for example. But look! Here he is, enjoying the very height of summer. You might want to ask how the unencumbered woman provides summer fun for her man, but alas...that'll have to wait until later....we're here enjoying one of Gill's Rock's three hundred and sixty five sunsets!