After stopping at the Middleburg AKC Dog Show event, we drove in to town and stopped for lunch. Because we wanted to have one last drive though the country side before returning to the urban city life, we got back in the car and kept moving west. The horse farms were so very scenic, and it was a splendid feast for the eyes. We stopped at a little church where a wedding ceremony was about to begin. The bagpiper was prepping for his big reveal by his car in the parking lot. His skirt blended in with the surroundings, and the sound drifted out over to the other side of the street. The stone building has been there for quite awhile, and set the perfect color balance against the reds, oranges, and bright greens. I always liked fall in Wisconsin, and it looks a lot like that here. My husband prefers Spring. The only season I don't care for - actually dislike - is winter, which is why we left the Midwest. But since we have moved, we have already experienced one hurricane, two major snowstorms, and an earthquake. Now we are waiting for the big hurricane to hit tomorrow. I grew up in Florida, and am familiar with these warnings. This is the time I wish I was a kid. I don't remember having to worry about any of this and was more than happy to leave it up to the grownups. A least we have been given fair warning.
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