Picnic at our pier.
Occasionally, we would go from Daddy's farm Green Acres to his other one Bleak House and stop at the Delaplane Country Store for an ice, cold orange soda. Boy, did they taste good after a hard morning's work! When Dixie and I visited this day, I noticed that the lady looked familiar and I asked her if she was a McCarthy. *She replied that no she wasn't, but was related. I then mentioned that I had grown up in Marshall and my father was Dr. Townsend to which she replied that he was her doctor and had come to her house every day for two weeks to administer a shot after she had badly damaged her left arm! This alone was worth the trip. :) *Dee Mulligan
Bleak House Road.
Given to George's grandfather who rode with Mosby.
Above two just wonderful and placed since we were there last.
George's, Mosby Springs. Anita is a physician and reenactor. We have been pen pals for many years, but this was the first time we had met.
George's friend Mary and her Diane, the most beautiful and well mannered Great Dane or for that matter any dog I have ever been around. The two of us rode together in the rear below.
Mary took us on the back roads around her place for two hours and had a grand time. Even had an oil painting presentation brought to us from one of the stables by three delightful ladies, but for some reason the pictures I took are missing. Strange, must be Yankees..........:)
A Samurai stirrup at Mary's and she makes the best cookies that I have ever had. Should market them. :)
The Fauquier Livestock Exchange which was originally in Marshall. I used to go with Daddy for the auction every Thursday. Very sad as there are only 50/60 cattle going through each time now where there used to be 500/600. Someone mentioned that Yankees come down, buy up parcels of land and one steer while calling themselves Beef Cattle Farmers. :)