The Well-Traveled Pumpkin sleeps in Tennessee. It acquired friends in Virginia last night thanks to an unexpected guest who brought us a bag of fresh Virginia mountain apples. Trust me, WA apples are great but Appalachian apples are prime for eating and for delicious cider.
In the immortal words of Simon and Garfunkel, we're all gone to look for America for the next two months. We have no idea where we're going. We're making it up as we go along. We could be gone a day, a week, or a month or more, or until we get tired...