I left bright and early, with the claw foot tub from my basement bathroom safely tucked into the bed of my husband's truck. My nervousness about tackling the bridge over the Potomac River was unfounded. The weather was clear and there was no wind to push me around on that tall, tall bridge ... so, no white knuckles were necessary.
Kat's directions to her house were good, and I found my way right there without any problem. (It's very unusual for me to go anywhere without making at least one u-turn.) We greeted each other like old friends, and she showed me around her lovely home ... it's as pretty in person as it is on her blog.
First stop, Vintage Source. I'd never been there before, and it was everything Kat says it is. I couldn't leave without this General Store made by a local craftsman from salvaged materials. I knew it would be perfect on top of the pie safe in my dining room.
(here it is in the store)
(and this a bad photo to show what it looks like in my still-too-naked dining room)
When Kat found out how much I love cemeteries, she took me to a really old one in St. Mary's. We found one rose while we were there ... it's in pretty bad shape.
Here's another rose, on one of the old tombstones.
I had a wonderful, wonderful day ... and I can't wait till we can get together again. This was definitely the first of many days she and I will spend together.
Kat, my friend, you are a keeper.