Relaxing Fall Day
Sunday, 16 October 2005 08:24 amYesterday morning, I did around-the-house errands while dan was at chorus rehearsal. I finished everything I wanted to finish before d. got home, and I even lollygagged a bit while folding laundry, watching a bit of Lord of the Rings. (Though I enjoyed the little added bits in the extended DVD, overall it seemed less magical- is that 'cause I'm watching it on the small screen? Or perhaps it's just that the hobbits are corny, and I'm noticing more the second time around? I wonder.)
Leftover Thanksgiving dinner for lunch. Finished off the turkey, but (yay!) there's still some stuffing, gravy and cranberry sauce left. Mmm!
Because it was a wonderful Fall day, d. and I went for a drive. Ten minutes out of town, we were smack dab in the middle of a festival at a tiny intersection of a town. Good Germanic Mennonite stock, mostly farming people from all appearances. We bought some butter tarts and d. found some apple-butter in the general store. I really wanted to take photos of the townsfolk, but it seemed a bit rude so I didn't. I settled for taking photos of Rover. (Dang, I probably could've posed Rover in front of some nice Mennonite townsfolk... That would've worked. Oh well.)
As d. remarked, it's weird that just two days earlier, the richest man in the world was just ten minutes to the south.
We eventually wound up in Stratford, where I got yummy cocoa and dan bought bread and ewes milk cheese at a brand new bakery/restaurant. Rover got to play with a couple of people 'n dogs, and chase her ducky friends at the riverfront. All in all, a pretty relaxing afternoon.
Leftover Thanksgiving dinner for lunch. Finished off the turkey, but (yay!) there's still some stuffing, gravy and cranberry sauce left. Mmm!
Because it was a wonderful Fall day, d. and I went for a drive. Ten minutes out of town, we were smack dab in the middle of a festival at a tiny intersection of a town. Good Germanic Mennonite stock, mostly farming people from all appearances. We bought some butter tarts and d. found some apple-butter in the general store. I really wanted to take photos of the townsfolk, but it seemed a bit rude so I didn't. I settled for taking photos of Rover. (Dang, I probably could've posed Rover in front of some nice Mennonite townsfolk... That would've worked. Oh well.)
As d. remarked, it's weird that just two days earlier, the richest man in the world was just ten minutes to the south.
We eventually wound up in Stratford, where I got yummy cocoa and dan bought bread and ewes milk cheese at a brand new bakery/restaurant. Rover got to play with a couple of people 'n dogs, and chase her ducky friends at the riverfront. All in all, a pretty relaxing afternoon.