hubs and i decided to escape the city and spend the day romping the backroads in the jeep. we didn’t make plans for the day, just decided to go where the roads took us. with jon driving, that usually means we end up somewhere incredibly gorgeous, rural, and surprisingly fun. this time, we ended up at woodland hill winery.
we chatted with the owners about minnesota grapes while we sipped their wine (i’m a fan of the summer breeze), and then we trekked out of doors to check out the corvette show on the lawn (corvette shows at vineyards? apparently so…) I wanted to play the license plate game (we’re not really car people), and so i made jon jaunt around with me to find the neatest one. we had two contenders:
i got excited about the swthrts, and i asked a woman to take a photo of us with the plate:
after the picture, the woman turned to me and asked “what’s so special about sweatshirts?” oh lordy, i giggled, and told her it was a license plate for sweethearts. it’s not what you look at, but what you see, right? we left the show and ventured into the woods to do what we do best, play:
after, we decided to head somehow we’ve never been: the canterburry racetrack. 45 minutes of windblown hair later, we arrived to find out it was extreme race day — a celebration of racing that includes horses, camels, ostriches, and zebras.
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