Simplicity
Most folks who visit Williamsburg marvel at the historic homes. Me? I'm a sucker for a good fence. One of my favorite sights in Williamsburg is a classic old wooden fence that looks like it belongs in another era. Every time I see it, I'm reminded of a photo of my sister and me standing in front of a nearly identical fence in Canada years ago. I'll have to see if I can dig that picture up when I get a chance. Funny how the simplest things can spark the strongest memories. Williamsburg was certainly hot while we were there. Now that we're back in Rhode Island, the temperatures seem to have dropped by at least twenty degrees, yet everyone is still cranking the air conditioning. Whatever happened to fresh air? Even with all my windows open, the temperature at home topped out at only 59 degrees. Okay, so we're actually closer to thirty degrees cooler than Virginia, no wonder I spent the day feeling chilly! Despite the cool weather, it felt wonderful to be home. I was ...
