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We walked most of The Point neighborhood of Beaufort, South Carolina while we were in the area. 
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Mark and I stopped in at Rock Hill, SC for lunch on our way towards Hilton Head and Savannah.  We were driving the little road between where we were staying and the City of Savannah when we saw this on the side of an old building in Bluffton, SC:  I took several walks today. The first was on the beach by the condo we are staying in at Hilton Head Island. It was the perfect beach for walking, or riding a fixie on, like this guy who went by me:  Mark and I went to see the exhibit "Camel City: Tobacco & Transformation, 1875-1964" at the Reynolda House Museum & Gardens a couple of weeks ago.   First of all, we're not talking about the Salem of witches fame. That one is in Massachusetts.  I love museums, and although this museum in Parkersburg, West Virginia is designated as the Oil & Gas Museum, it is so much more.  The reason we headed to Athens, Ohio was to see a juried exhibit of quilts by members of the international Modern Quilt Guild.  We knew we were going to Athens, Ohio, but heard that nearby Nelsonville has a more Victorian vibe, so we stayed there.  Utilizing the blue-highway system, we arrived in Amesville, Ohio, population about 168 souls, down from a high of around 200.  We traveled to Athens, Ohio primarily to see an exhibit of modern quilts, and I thought that I would lead with that post, but the venue seemed a better introduction.  The nice thing about being retired is that Friday seemed like a good day to take a drive, so we did.  If you've been reading our blog for a while, you know that I like to quilt in the North Carolina mountains in late September.  Carpenter’s Hall, located in Independence National Park, Philadelphia is the official Birthplace of the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania.  Mark and I got to Philadelphia Wednesday night. Once we were both out of bed - much later than Mark arose - we headed out to see a number of the city's murals.  Image Credit: Photograph by Donald D. Groff for the Encyclopedia of Greater Philadelphia
The tiny simple hut in the left foreground housed six freezing, starving soldiers of the Continental Army.  Outside of not-really musing about moving back to San Francisco, Mark and I never envisioned moving to a bigger city/area when we retired.  We were at a museum in northwest Virginia for a few days last week, and I was surprised by what drew my attention the most: a "Contemporary Embroidery" exhibit.  In case you wanted to keep track, this is the fourth presidential library and museum we have visited and blogged about. Not that we like museums . . .  |
