Yesterday, despite our late night (okay, hubby fell asleep in front of the Blue Collar Comedy Tour DVD he's only seen 27+ times), we meandered toward Branson just for the fun of it. After discovering one of our favorite pizza places was closed on Sundays, we headed to the only other one like it that we know of, which delivered us to Hollister, right across the road from my alma mater. So I said, "Let's drive down to CofO and look around."
|Which delivered us to: Edwards Mill, where they grind corn (or something)|
and weave rugs (or something). It's only open Mon-Sat though.
|Then we went to the schoolhouse (it has a name, I forget what it is)|
at the Ralph Foster Museum. I used to love sitting out there in the
quiet, usually reading a book.
|Then we took a selfie at the Point. Back in the college days,|
we used to sit out there and watch fireworks go off all around
Branson at the 4th of July.
|Then we we ended up back in Branson at Grand Village where|
this luna moth was sleeping on a bush. It didn't fool me.
|And we went to the State Park Marina, where they have really|
awesome hats that are totally outrageously priced. They
wanted almost $29 for this straw hat. Sheesh!
This morning, I was thinking, really thinking, about what will happen next in my historical. Thank heavens, it wasn't more, need to get it done, but real plotting.
Oh, also, One Day in D.C. is FREE for a limited time on Kindle, so go grab that! Nothing graphic in there, it's PG-13.
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