After a delightful weekend with Aunt Flo and Uncle Jack, we left Salt Lake City and drove west across the vast flat land that was once the floor of Lake Bonneville to Great Basin National Park. Discovered that the road to the Bristlecone Pine Forest was closed due to the weekend’s snow and had to settle for a look at a thirty year old baby bristlecone and forego a look at the oldest living trees in the world. Then headed further west across US 50 to Reno, Nevada, on a beautiful moonlit night.
Fenton House and Spaniards Inn
A lovely way to spend a Sunday in Hampstead. We visited the historic Fenton House to view lots of lovely collectibles, to listen to and learn about harpsicords, and to tour and linger in the garden before heading off to the historic Spaniard’s Inn for a most delectable Sunday Roast.
I LOVE that picture of the moon – so eerie and beautiful at the same time!