which made me feel a wee bit homesick. So I drove down to south eastern Virginia to visit my Aunt. She's the one whose yard flooded the other week. Thankfully, though the water came up high in her garage, it didn't quite get to the floor boards under the house.
Anyway, I had a great time with my Aunt. We did some crafting, some visiting neighbors, and some beachcombing. Then today I had a relaxing drive back to the suburbs of DC. Instead of taking my life in my hands on I95, I took the scenic route up the coast. This is what it looks like where I'm from:
My sister lives near here. I stopped in to see her, but they were on their way to the urgent care/emergency room. My (grown) nephew fell off a makeshift ladder and elbowed through a window. When I got home I found out he faired pretty well when it was all said and done, but this crowd is blood phobic, and they had the major queezies.
Lots of beautiful little churches back there from the 1700's.
Crossing the Rappahannock River.
Hornes! Junk shop/souvenir shop extraordinaire! You've gotta love these old places on the back roads. They've got the most interesting junk you'll ever find. I'm guessing there were a lot of places like this before the interstates were built.
I wondered if it was going to blow the flesh right off my bones.
(The laughter was that of an elderly woman who thought it was funny I was filming that in the bathroom.)
Crossing the Potomac from Virginia into Maryland.
Crossing the Potomac again from Maryland back into Virginia. DC is in the distance.
Back to the land of a million overpasses and interstate exchanges.
Home. Always a wonderful sight to see, but I did enjoy my minivacation away.