After dropping one of our pups off at the vet today, we decided to take a morning drive. An old, crooked gravel road led us to some beautiful pines and an vintage country church. The outhouse has seen better days, I think, but I love the way it quietly shows it’s age.
This time the schoolhouse’s reflection is framed.
Isn’t this cool? At the very same moment, I was looking into and out of an old, one room schoolhouse.
Yesterday we ventured off of the highway and stopped at a tiny river town. I love the idea that nature is such a huge part the of place.
The 1930’s courthouse sported crystals in its walls, a Dogwood tree out front was all a’ bloom, and oddly enough, the grocery store across the street fit right in, with a canoe on the roof.
