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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.
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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 . . .
We are waiting to get back on the road until my feet feel a little better, so I'm sharing more from an exhibit that I saw in February and March.
We have not been able to do a drive exploring the area for quite some time, but we decided we needed some ice cream, so off we went.
Mark and I visited two extraordinary places in San Francisco last year, places that we will re-visit every time we return.
If you travel the very Northern portion of California's Highway 101, you get used to seeing the Benbow Inn, and thinking "One day I'll find out more about that, or stay there," just before you get to Garberville.
Over time I have come to realize that Mark and I see - and blog about - the places that we visit very differently.
I had been looking at exhibits for several hours here before the first group of students arrived on a field trip.
The Virginia Quilt Museum has relocated to a former barn in the Silver Lake Historic District, near Harrisonburg, Virginia.
We were on the road making a loop through Madison, NC. We were gone a good portion of the day; perfect.
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