Friday, October 21: Was an easy driving day, from Conway, South Carolina up to Richmond, Virginia. My level parking space in the driveway had been cleared out, I joined the family for supper – and then did not watch The Hobbit, as I was more intent on knitting!
Saturday, October 22: My wonderful nephew met me at my cousin’s place in Baltimore, and we went out to lunch at the Mount Washington Tavern. The food and service were excellent; above is what was left of my very large shrimp sandwich when I thought to take a photo – mostly of what they used as water pitchers, though – the Jose Cuervo bottle!
I’d had on my list for a while to check out more closely some murals I’d only seen from a distance. It’s in an area of Baltimore known for being a draw for artists, and there are a couple of art collectives/exhibit/work spaces in the area. Nephew had figured out how to get there, and we went –
Tuesday, February 1: After a good breakfast and a late start, the mission for the day was to hit some thrift stores, and a scratch and dent appliance store. Three of us and the dog loaded into the Tacoma pickup and headed for Diversity Thrift – a HUGE thrift store in Richmond. I took a brief glance around, but I do not need to carry anything home on this trip! I went out and sat in the truck with Genne and worked on my knitting – until they started bringing out bags of stuff (two bags of records landed in her dog bed, so she ended up asleep on my knitting – which put a stop to that!)
Then off to shop for a refrigerator, washer, dryer and bed to be delivered to the new house tomorrow, and another thrift store, and by then it was getting late and hunger was making some of us, both human and canine, cranky. We ordered Chinese, dropped the women at the house, and shortly after were feeling much happier. We have lists of things to get done tomorrow.
Sunday, December 5: I parked in a Cracker Barrel parking lot last night, as the campgrounds I wanted closed for the season two weeks ago. Grumble. I’m not sure why – it’s hunting season, hunters camp. And they don’t have running water anyway, so the possibility of it freezing is not an excuse. And there’s no snow yet, around there. But it was flat, and quiet, and dark enough. I treated myself to breakfast before I left, and still was on the road at 8:25. My route alternated between secondary highways and pieces of interstates, a good balance between speed (not that I cruise as fast as the speed limit, usually!) and interest.
This sculpture is probably by Anna Radocchia, of Bennington, Vermont. I’ve not seen a lot of her work, but this one I really like – even just leaning against a barn, not displayed to advantage. I bet when the sun hits it right, it casts really interesting shadows.
Tomorrow I’ll try to do a summary of the trip; the cat is demanding attention!
Spending several days with cousins in Conway, we’ve spent some time exploring downtown. This is a bustling place, just inland from Myrtle Beach and its touristing economy. The town has clearly put some effort into encouraging the arts – there are murals scattered around town, of which the following are a representative sample. The very helpful people at the tourist info center downtown were happy to talk history, and share maps of the murals and the Conway Critters.
Conway Critters are scattered through the downtown, with a few along the River Walk.
Apparently last year the town workers wanted to do something for the youth who were struggling with pandemic lockdowns. They decorated for Halloween, and continued the tradition this year. No, those are not orange trees with oranges – they are pumpkin trees, with pumpkins. Plastic, though –
Amber came along for the ride, and a walk by the river. Between activities, she gathered her strength!