On this drive, we found ourselves winding through a little town that off in the distance we could see rolling greens hills, abundant with crops. At the end of the road was a structure. There was a man on scaffolding painting and a woman putting pies on one table and jars of honey on another. The smell of varnish hung in the air. It was like going back in time. It was just simply perfect. On this particular site grows the bounty that will soon be a farmers market and general store.
Even with construction incomplete, everything was so wonderfully displayed. Inside the store will be a magnificent beamed ceiling. With permission, I snapped these photos and can not wait to return to see this amazing and charming place up and thriving.
You never know where a little drive will take you, what beauty you will see or kind people you will meet...
