|Garden Room at The Greenbrier|
Sunday was the last day for ice skating on the outdoor rink. Seemed odd to see this father and daughter gliding around in 50-degree weather.
|Father and Daughter at Greenbrier Skating Rink|
My husband is such a dear; he drove me miles off track this morning to a quilt shop, only to find it no longer at that location. Don't you hate when that happens? I should have called first. We plan to visit another one tomorrow on our trek south but since I have three addresses for this one, I will definitely call first!
Tomorrow's adventure will take us back to the small coal town of Bramwell, WV, once the wealthiest town in the US and the birthplace of my father-in-law. We'll have coffee and dessert with the distant cousin to whom I returned a family crazy quilt in October.
We had planned to stay here three nights, but the weather is due to change drastically on Wednesday and we thought it better to relocate closer to my Thursday destination so we'll be off to Ripley early Wednesday morning.
So far this has been a very restful vacation, especially for my husband. He needed this trip more than I do. Just sorry the weather is causing a little stress. If we can get to Peg Bingham's Spring Training Camp safely, we'll be in great shape for the rest of the week. In the meantime I'll just