My FarmWife was too busy on Sunday to write—busy piloting a meadowbrook through the verdant countryside, as I hear it! She saw the National Sporting Library & Museum, COTH headquarters, and a lot of lovely farms. She visited two tack stores. She met a mule.
She is home again, home again (jiggity jog) and glad to be here. The glistening steeds of Virginia horse country have nothing on me, Fenway Bartholomule.
She promises pictures.