I had just read an article about homeschool burnout in which the veteran teacher/mommy challenged the readers, “Are you doing too much?” That article gave me the incentive to leave the books, since the public school had the day off, and go guilt-free to an adventure.
Kelly-Across-the-Street and I felt like kids again, as we loped down my front steps, cameras in hand, no kids in tow, to experience an unexplored part of our area. Since she is a transplant from the South and I am a transplant from the Midwest, we enjoy sharing experiences and tips for PNW site-seeing.
Today was an adventure. It was the kind of day that women in novels and movies experience. It was a “pinch-me is this really happening to me?” kinda’ day.
It is early November and the sun forgot to hide, instead warming our faces and our hearts. The tenacious leaves have refused to fall, coloring our pictures with vibrant colors not found in our kids’ boxes of coloring crayons.
Two friends, who were able to talk uninterrupted by children for hours, never ran out of things to say.
Kelly’s pictures are amazing, her details are clear. Read her version here.
After our first flight of stairs, we arrived at this home. After walking around to view the gardens and architectural details, I was so enthralled, if we had stopped our tour at this point, I would have still been happy. It was obvious someone had artistic reasoning for the placement of every plant.