Spent the weekend at Taliesin. Worth a trip for anyone in the area. During the drive there I had to stop and help a snapping turtle across the road. Yep, quiet two lane roads. Yep, still have all my fingers.
And one of the highlights, aside from scenery like that...was a conversation overheard in the hotel bar. It was like Tarantino's "Mr. Pink" conversation except it was five guys arguing about fruit. And conspiracy. That's all I'll say.
Except that my husband had to coax me out of the bar, not because I had too much to drink but because I was pointing and saying (too loudly in retrospect) "That's going in the next book!"
And one of the highlights, aside from scenery like that...was a conversation overheard in the hotel bar. It was like Tarantino's "Mr. Pink" conversation except it was five guys arguing about fruit. And conspiracy. That's all I'll say.
Except that my husband had to coax me out of the bar, not because I had too much to drink but because I was pointing and saying (too loudly in retrospect) "That's going in the next book!"