|This old car stopped at our breakfast stop.|
The husband/lover/driver and I set out Saturday morning to just simply spend the day together, enjoy each other, and head in the direction of a local fruit and vegetable farm and cafe we had read about somewhere. Mapquest was telling us it was about an hour's drive, so we first stopped to try breakfast at Panera Bread (because I only recently realized they even served breakfast.)
Apparently every time I entered Panera Bread in the past, I was so enthralled by the luscious looking baked goods they display right there in the foyer, that I never even noticed the sign boards indicating breakfast is available. Eh, it was nothing to write home about, and in no time, we buckled up and headed out to find the farm market.
|Apple display at the market|
Twins Tori and Brianna recently did some of their own strawberry picking at a local farm, and we heard that strawberry shortcake was their dinner that evening. Doesn't get any better than that.
After leaving the farm market, we realized we were not all that far from a Corps of Engineers campground at Raystown Lake that we had camped at several years ago. We decided to drive there and take a look again at the camping options now that we have a larger camper.
So, we kept driving. And, my driver missed a key turn that would get us home in a timely manner. Sometimes he overestimates my ability to stay happy and content in a car.
Anyway, we saw these interesting patterns and colors in a rock cutout along the way,
and this very cute tiny house. I've always been fascinated with the growing tiny house movement.
Meanwhile, down the bank a ways, apparently her sister Tori was fishing like a madwoman, not to be outdone by Brianna. Tori had success and another whopper was caught - a very large snapping turtle - but before a picture could be taken it broke the line and was gone.
Or, such is the story we were told.
But we all know how those fishing tales go.......