There's a cold front coming where I live which doesn't mean snow, maybe frost.
We were having that spring weather and now I am cold again.
Tonight out comes the covers for my plants outside.
This brings back my exciting snow weekend in Arnold, California.
The barn above is located in Murphy, California.
The little town that celebrates "Gold Rush Days" in March.
My two girlfriends and I took a walk around this town recently on that weekend,
(see previous posts for all the snow, and how we enjoyed our time away).
This barn stopped me in my tracks.
Only because I happen to love barns.
Sometimes they appear to have that lonely look.
The desolate place where ever they stand have stories.
To me they are forgiving, inviting, and filled with mystery.
Wish I were there now.
Here we were three women in a car driving home, we didn't want to leave.
Kate was driving, she invited us to her cabin for the weekend.
(see previous blog on snow weekend)
THANK YOU KATE
We didn't stop because of the unsettled weather, trees down, the road, other cars making their way homeward on that Sunday.
Annie and I had our eyes peeled, looking at everything out the windows.
It was never dull.
It was even exciting when the windshield wipers stopped.
I suggested we could use string like I heard that my family did one time.
We were laughing again like teenagers on the run.
The wipers repaired themselves.
I am still not over this weekend...
