when you're driving down Rt. 245 and you look east out the window and see this happening:

sunset in Vine Valley

Tim & his mom (after a belated celebration of her birthday)









Tim has childhood memories of coming here with his family; then later on during our early dating years he & I took picnics here.

view from the back of the barn, late morning:




(HiTor hidden behind distant fog ^)
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late afternoon: HiTor is back!

new roof = yippeeee!

I love the color of it!

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it's been too long (as in years) since we've visited here: our special picnic spot, where Tim & I used to come when we first dated, and later where he proposed to me :)