this morning we had breakfast at the bluegrass grill. i’ve been wanting to go there since i first spotted the place and finally, we made it happen. the wait for a table was long, and the wait for the food was even longer, but it was all well worth it. fairly priced large proportions of deliciousness. dan had the best corned beef hash i’ve ever tasted, i had a delightful “mediterranean fritatta” and tashi had some awesome chocolate chip pancakes.
afterwards we took a little digestive stroll and then decided a sunday drive was in order. we drove east to unexplored territory in fluvanna county. we landed in palmyra, the county seat, a place so small we drove right past it at first. we turned around and found the tiny tucked away main street, lined with a handful of quaint historical buildings. it was pretty darn cute but just screaming for an espresso bar. the old stone jail, built in 1828, was a particularly compelling piece of work. i liked the wooden bars on the windows.
and then we discovered the heritage rail trail. we took a nice walk on this trail-once-railroad-corridor, collecting stones, old rusty things and bones. we stopped often to the gaze at the rivanna river below. at the end of our walk we communed with some cows in a nearby pasture. one took a particular interest in tashi. it cautiously walked over to her and sniffed her outstretched hand and then just sort of lingered around gazing at her shyly.
we collectively decided that we want a couple of australian sheep dogs, a dappled brown and white horse and a few cows. but there are probably other things that need to come first.
we continued our drive eastward down winding country roads and past old homesteads. we passed lanes with such names as fox hunt, poor house, deep creek, running deer, boyd tavern, breezy hill and three chopt. and then we came home and played boardgames.
have a happy week ya'll.
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