It's so far away that it takes a whole 12 minutes to get there if you don't get stuck behind the horse carriage, the tourists, or the high school traffic. Then it might take 15-20 minutes.
Oh, it's a dirty job. We drive past desperate housewives. And when I wait in the parking lot, I stare at dark shadows.
I hope you can tell I am joking here.
That shadowy little school house? That's the band room. How many times have I waited for my sons outside the band room? That's the story of my life, "Mom, pick me up outside the band room."Seriously, I say a large thank you every morning that I am able to have such a beautiful drive. I vary my route home, taking different roads just for fun.
Which one is the road less traveled? I'm still finding out.
Over the next few weeks, I hope to share some of the beautiful places I pass by on our daily drive.
What a quaint little building! Our high school is old, but all the old buildings have been replaced. It is also just a 10 minute walk away but my daughter still drives!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous building! I came here to comment on a cookbook post you made but can't find it? I wanted to say I always return to the complete Delia Smith my mum gave me when I left home, same as she always had. I have other recipes scribbled on the blank pages, and whenever I forget something really basic that I should remember like how long to roast a potato or how long to boil a soft egg, Delia always knows.
ReplyDeleteAnd that cheese you had a picture of? We never had that cheese and I remember seeing it at a friend's house when I was 18 and being quite mystified.
Jen, that post will reappear soon!
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