The drive from 695 to I-66 I could do without ever driving again.
But the drive from I-66 down 29 to Cville is simply GORGEOUS! Especially with an orange sherbet sunset and black silhouetted mountains on the horizon. Wish I had a third hand to take a photo!
I munched on an apple, trail mix and – of course – some Trek bar.
When I arrived home stiff and hungry, I found a lovely dinner on the table
And a romantic + proud chef! [Doused in cologne, so he smelled goooood!]
He made caesar salads with Virginia Roll croutons
And an amazing pasta dish with mushrooms, green peppers and bacon in a marinara sauce from Mona Lisa Pasta.
I’ve only been gone for 24 hours, but we had lots to catch up on! The bakery just performed its best non-holiday week, and we are set to join the Cville Farmer’s Market this summer!!
I feel like I have that same grime of a long flight – and I’m craving a bubble bath more than any other cravings right now, so I’m going to get squeaky clean and then in bed to read. We’re reading The Magician’s Assistant for Tuesday’s book club and I have lots of words to absorb before it comes!