Not in Tennesee, but in Indiana. Every year, my sister and our husbands take a child-less trip to Nashville, Indiana, in Brown County. This year was a great trip, Sarah and I ate a record number of waffle cones (four in 48 hours) and shopped…a lot. We were just doing our part to boost the economy, who says we aren’t helpful?
This year started out differently for me. As we pulled into the condo parking lot, I started to feel sad, like something was missing. As Sarah and I began walking through stores, all I could think about were James and Jake. Multiple times I thought about how both Sarah and I should be holding the twins as we shopped. When we first walked into our favorite store, we saw the owner who we talk to every year. She’s a wonderful, talented woman with an amazing personality. She greeted us and I could not look at her, I think I felt so uncomfortable looking at her because I didn’t want her to look into my eyes and see my grief. I didn’t want her to ask any questions about home or our family. So, I avoided her.
After we left that store, Sarah said “do you find it hard to believe that she (the store owner) has no idea what you have been through this year?” And that is exactly what I was thinking about. It was amazing to me that she asked me that because that is precisely what was going through my mind and in my heart. I wanted to bring that up to her but I didn’t want to bring my sadness into our trip that we had look forward to so much, so I kept those thoughts to myself, but Sarah just knew what I was thinking and that was a relief.
Fortunately, my mood lightened over time and we did have such a great time. It was so much fun to me to be able to capture Brown County with my camera as we walked the streets.
Here are some pictures I took. If these pictures don’t make you feel like it’s fall, then come on over and smell my candles that are burning right now.
This is just one of many historic log cabins that exists there. Aren’t they amazing?
It’s amazing what you can see if you pay attention.
I love the way these leaves look like they are resting inside this giant leaf. They make it look so comfortable.
One of our favorite stores. So appropriate.
This is part of the old jailhouse, these were in the women’s cell. Creepy. Almost as creepy as the two headed calf they brought into the cell in the early 1900′s and NEVER took out.
Amazing sky.
Best freakin’ pizza ever. We eat at this restaurant both nights we are there. It’s THAT good, friends.
Pretty Sarah. I would have included pictures of me in the post, but I’m afraid my cheeks wouldn’t fit in the the post. Also, the shine on my forehead is so bright that it would most certainly blind you. And we can’t have that. Hey, I’m just looking out for you.
