In addition to a very large Amish man, I encountered another interesting person this weekend.
I didn't actually see an owner, but I did come across some pretty cool yard art.
When I first spotted the thing, I thought it was a mailbox. After screeching to a halt so I could capture an image for your viewing pleasure, I discovered that it isn't functional at all. It's just art.
The person who lives in this house must like motorcycles and frogs. Otherwise, why would this be in their yard?
And I thought amphibian-loving motorcyclists were rare...
Sadly, my girlfriend getaway weekend has come to an end. It was fun while it lasted. We shopped and ate. Then shopped and ate some more. It was pretty much more of the same for four straight days.
I'm exhausted, poorer, and about nine pounds heavier than when I left.
That's me about to chow down on a Whoopie Pie.
Notice the weather? That was taken on Friday. It was quite dreary.
I'll try to get caught up on other participating blogs tomorrow. For now, there's another Whoopie Pie in the kitchen calling my name.