Keys on the Green for lunch, in Evergreen, and a walk at the lake

Good day, this group gets along very well.
I made some notes about things people said, and I see a theme here. I noted their observations  which meant to me they were “actively engaged” rather then “passively participating”.   It might be quiet in the car for a while, for example, but then someone says something and I realize we’re all paying attention.
Examples:
When we were on Highway 74 and approaching Evergreen,  J said, “these trees are so beautiful”, and “that sign says Taco Bell. Is that where you’re taking us to lunch!?”, or V pointed out a baseball diamond which I hadn’t noticed,  or when we were  looking at the honey bee hives and G told  us a story about his wife coming across a hive one time… those comments mean a lot to me.
I enjoyed the conversations I overheard too. J in the backseat of my van saying to A, “so where did you grow up”, and A giving her a detailed and interesting story about his childhood. Or S telling the group, while we were at the gardens in the morning, “I can’t hear well out of this ear”, then  G walked over and pretended to shout into it, making S laugh. Or –  this was cute – I handed J a water bottle and said, “I know you’re good about drinking water, but here’s some more”. J:” Yes, water is all I drink.” And rV, sitting a ways away from her, throws in: “yay, right, only water!” That made J laugh, and she instantly said, “you caught me,  I’ve got a stash of something else in my pocket.”
Lunch was at Keys on the Green in Evergreen. J said she’d like to return sometime and bring her husband. It’s a nice atmosphere, with decent food. The highlight for G  was probably our waiter, a young man who is an enthusiastic Oriole’s fan and noticed G’s hat.
We chatted about golf, since our restaurant was sitting on a golf course.  We talked about motorcycles too, V told us he and his brother  used to own one. We talked about tattoos and French fries and twins and elk and lots more!
My line of the day award goes to G, and though he had a bunch of one line zingers, this simple thing he said is what touched me most. We stopped at a gas station on the way down the hill to use the men’s room. S was still in it, G had come out, J and I were waiting in the car. Ga came up to the car and said to me, “I’m going to wait  for S”
It just meant a lot to me, that G was being so thoughtful, and even that he remembered his buddy’s name.
One of my happiest memories of today was in the car when G and S both sang along to the radio, with dramatic flair at “captian kaaangaroo”, who Jerry and I both remember watching on T.V.!