Wife, writer, tinkerer, grower of food. I'm happiest outside our rambling farmhouse with a basket looped on my arm, picking dinner from the garden. That's joy right there. Please follow along; I'm so glad you're here!
It's been awhile, it seems, since I marked our dating anniversary on this here blog. Actually, it's been awhile, I think, since we really marked it to each other, doing something special to honor the day. And though we're trying really hard not to spend any money right now, yesterday after my writing commitments were met, we felt the tug of Ithaca, Ithaca, and found it impossible to resist.
We hadn't been to Long Point in far too long, anyway, and we hadn't had time alone together in Ithaca in even longer.
This is where we went for our second date, and it was a day very much like this one-- sunny and not too breezy, and perfect for starting to get to know each other.
After rocks were skipped and lucky stones were pocketed, we drove into town for a few happy hour beers, a game of pool, and wonderful Mexican food. It was absolutely perfect.