12:15pm. . .
Ever so slowly I am beginning to be able to navigate around the Hope Mills area without getting lost. (Thanks to Google Maps, my GPS, Allen's hand drawn diagrams, and my personal guides - Ian and Daniel.) Fine timing...now that it's just about time to head back to Kannapolis. That's okay. I'll consider it a head start for the next time. When I was in the grocery store earlier, I got so engrossed with the familiar activity of filling my cart with items on my list that I forgot, momentarily, where I was and that I still had to find my way back home...using a different route than the way I got there. Here I am, however, all tucked back in and overly full of the leftover spaghetti I ate for lunch.
I enjoy the scenic rural atmosphere of the immediate areas where both Jenn & Allen and Dan & Michelle live. Except for lack of mountains, it reminds me a lot of home with all the farm equipment and fields. In the Food Lion parking lot this morning, I even saw an open trailer with two calves in it, munching on their hay. I'm not sure if I've ever even seen that in Hancock. Or maybe they use trailers there that are enclosed and I just don't notice what's in them. Either way, the visual gives me a tendency to avoid veal.
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