This particular B&B in Virginia has a marvelous menu with an on-site chef. We ate SO well all week.
His spoonfuls aren't quite as tasty as ours. Yet.
The snow was mostly gone when I arrived, but there were still brilliant winter skies. And winter winds.
Widdle Monkey Toes (as he's called by me) was a great sport for a variety of outings.
But he's happiest just hanging out at home.
And of course, I liked believing that he remembered me from my Christmas visit.
I totally forgot I have a photo of you with one lump of remaining snow!
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