Valiosa is spending the month there.
A bit of a commute. Drop at the elementary school. Second drop at the middle school. Then steer south for a while.
125 miles round trip on smallish roads. (200 KM) And then we haven’t even made it out for scouts, basketball, or other stuff that always goes on in the afternoons.
Thankfully, a beautiful drive.
Although hard to catch while driving…
Vineyards galore on the way out. All the Vines, naked at this time of year. Sonoma and Napa, just uncomfortably crowded as compared to this, in Amador County.
Past the strange, rock filled pasture with the Paints. Not sure how they survive there.
On through the town of Plymouth. A few buildings still standing. And a couple of real gourmet places for eats. For real.
Of course, it comes with its token, dilapidated scary place. Who wouldn’t want to have their wedding reception there?…
Through more twisty roads. Past River Pines. An armpit, mostly. Arriving in Somerset. After a couple of smaller roads, houses and properties grow larger. And then there’s the barn.
Valiosa her self, was not her self. Scared. Tense. Breathing and trotting strangely. Spooking on the MAD huge pig and her piglets rustling around the outside the arena.