Coming from Covington, KY to Cincinnati OH
10/11
It took us all day and into the night to arrive in Lancaster, OH, where treasured friends, Jack and Nancy Bowers awaited with dinner. Meanwhile, we had been noticing while we traveled east that the liberating openness of the land was shrinking down. The landscape became greener and greener, and the sky smaller and smaller as the trees encroached upon us. Don't get me wrong, it was beautiful, especially with the cloak of many colors the trees began to wear in Ohio, but we were missing the vast landscapes we'd grown used to.
We had left our drab little campground in Arkansas that morning, went two hours in the wrong direction, finally arriving at our destination around 8:30 pm. Wine and dinner happened about 9-- we thought we were in Spain-- and since our camper was parked on a downward slope of their driveway we were happy to go to bed in a conventional house. Happy? We were ECSTATIC!! Such spaciousness and a shower with unending water. ( We didn't empty their well...) A huge kitchen with no open cupboard doors for me to bang my head on. Utter bliss!
Probably more ecstatic even than we was Xian who slept throughout the night without asking to go out. We decided not to go back to the camper until we had to leave Lancaster. Sometimes we make brilliant decisions!
We had a great, relaxing time with Nancy and "Jockie." Highlights include Jockie's Eggs Benedict and
homemade mushroom soup; going to Columbus to see The Last Smoker in America....interesting and headed for Broadway. Bill moved some piles of dirt in the backyard, ( They have lovely gardens ) and in Lancaster, we took Nancy's little green bug to check out a glass-blowing lesson and then the Arts and Clay studio, where you can paint your own or create your own from start to finish. We ogled the over-the-top Halloween decorations on some houses, and just hung out with the Bowers whom we LOVE.
Do you know what a skid steer is?
The Art and Clay ( and play!) Place
The license says it all!!
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The parking meter cover who became a garden goddess.
Who could ask for a better driveway entrance?
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