About 2.5 miles along I turned a corner and spotted this very appealing garage sale. The building in the background is actually the garage, though it looks like a perfectly nice house. The real house is out of the frame to the left, and it is a lovely old big white house. I was kind of excited to get an opportunity just to walk into their driveway. So I paused the Garmin (it had been acting screwy anyway) and spent several minutes browsing the goods. But since I had only a few dollars and I was in the midst of a run, I left empty handed. Sent via BlackBerry by AT&T
But now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run Quickly to the green earth’s end, . . . And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon. Mortals that would follow me, Love virtue, she alone is free. John Milton
Avid antique shopper and garden lover, runner, walker, skier, and yoga & pilates devotee. Frequent traveller to England. Voracious reader of literary fiction, travel memoirs, self-help books, mysteries, garden & decorating books, and a wide variety of magazines (Runner's World, Oprah, Prevention, More, Glamour, as well as stacks of gossip mags while at the Y). I also have a weakness for contemporary Brit-lit (Bridget Jones and sistren) and sweeping English sagas (e.g. Rosamunde Pilcher novels). English major in my former life. I love sweet peas, David Austin English roses, old houses, antique silver, china and glassware, the Cotswolds, chocolate, scones with jam & clotted cream, and Jane Austen novels. When I grow up (or in my next life) I would like to own a tea room and antiques shop, but for now I just visit as many as I can.