Our girls were here for the
weekend. Jenny’s new sidekick is a
beagle named Dixie, who joyfully jumped in her car and took her first road
trip. Woody was awfully glad to see old
friends and just plain giddy with delight to hook up with Dixie again. They go way back.
The weather was splendid, couldn’t have
cooperated any better, so we took full advantage of being outside. We showed off Farmville and explored the
neighborhoods up one sidewalk and down another letting the dogs lead the
way. Bright yellow and orange leaves
crunched beneath our feet and Woody took pure delight in charging into every
carefully raked pile. A few antique
shops, Greenfront (one must take it on) and dinner at Charley’s completed
Saturday with more adventure promised for Sunday. A lazy morning at home was followed by an
afternoon touring Appomattox. Of course
everyone is aware of the historical significance of Appomattox, but I must say
I find it simply charming. An old train
station serving as the tourist information
anchors the downtown with active rails humming right alongside. Antique shops, restaurants and B&Bs fan
out to make the 3 block historic district lively. I’ve been three times and will certainly
return. On the return to Farmville, we
drove through Pamplin City (current pop. 219) that was a sad reminder of more prosperous days. Then on to Spring Creek Wine Cellar, a local vineyard and winery where we
partook in a 12 sample wine tasting. Now
that’s a wine tasting! We packed it in
and headed back to High Street to check on our canine friends and the condition
of 806. All was well. More walks, more food, more wine….some high
quality TV viewing and we called it a night.
Jenny and Dixie left at the crack of dawn on Monday. Two nights of camping on the daybed with two
dogs has its tipping point. It didn’t
help any when George crept down the stairs in the semi-dark and tumbled into the
dog gate we had fashioned at the bottom.
All hell broke loose….you can only imagine.
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