Scouting Party

Spent a good part of Easter Sunday on a scouting party, checking out best routes for today’s grannie client ramble & lunch.  It was glorious!

The trees are lush with blossoms & leaves are busting out all over the place.  After the brutal winter, my soul soaks it all in & says, Ahhhhhh….

John & I make an ideal match in many ways, including how much I love to drive & he loves to be driven.  Beginning on our wedding trip out to Lancaster County, he will occasionally place a loving hand on my arm as he quietly comments, “We’ve been on this road before” – and the unspoken request, “Let’s find a new one!”

What a ramble!  We found a couple roads yet untraveled, spotted swans on a secluded pond, fierce looking horned cattle (haven’t seen any like them since my trip to Scotland with Gretchen), great stretches of daffodils, watched horses racing through meadows & hawks hovering above us, crossed a covered bridge, and were awed by countless vistas of blossoming trees & bushes, all celebrating the passing of a gosh awful winter.

We ended up for dinner at the very place I’ll take my grannie client for lunch – our beloved Pineville Tavern.  Christmas Eve, birthdays, special events, now Easter – we head to the PVT, where we always feel welcome, the food is terrific & astonishingly affordable.  John loved his spinach ravioli, while I lit into my traditional special occasion dish – cream sauce & peas over penne (best with prosciutto, which I – sigh - had omitted).  My beloved toasted me with a gin martini & I returned the salute with a craft ale aged in a bourbon cask. 

We rolled along home, past the stretch of road he holds most dear (a small bit of countryside, which just calls to him).  Told it what we always do – “Some day…”

This morning, the sun is shining, it’s a bit cool out but with the promise of more warmth as the day rolls by.  The road beckons & a grannie client will soon await.   

Our scouting party was a success.  I'll have the great fun of driving a delighted elder past beauty that will get her wondering how it compares to heaven, perhaps asking about the people who lived around here before the Europeans arrived, leading to possible ponders about life on other planets, what is the origin of the Universe, what is the nature of God.  Those flowering moments of the mind are as wondrous to me as basking in nature's beauty is to her.

Yesterday was a glorious Easter & a great day for a scouting party.  Looking forward to giving an awe-struck, shot-gun riding grannie an equally great & glorious afternoon!