A beautiful weathered church along the way. (Actually I think someone lives there; a dog was peering out the window and barking at me when I stopped to take the picture.)
Local humour.
Cocktails on the patio, then, later, fried green tomatoes, fresh tomatoes with basil and mozarella, Ciabatta bread all washed down by some sparkling Prosecco.
Big Ten Football. We don't care who wins; we've degrees from both!
5 comments:
Yum! I'd love some fried green tomatoes right about now!
That old church/home is so beautiful.
I am envious. That's living!
ah, that is a sublime saturday.
That sounds like a wonderful Saturday.
An absolutely perfect day! So lovely.
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