Memorial Day Weekend took us over the border to the bluegrass state in search of small towns and perhaps some twangy tunes. While we didn't find any music, we did discover that Florence displays its country on the water tower; Frankfort is the capital city; Simon is a little swim monkey; Abraham Lincoln was born in Kentucky; state parks in Kentucky are also golf courses; My Old Kentucky Home was horribly and appallingly re-upholstered, -papered, and -carpeted in 2007 (they don't allow photography inside, and I believe it's because they don't want the blunder publicized); and most importantly that we love to travel by the seat of our pants.
Frankfort and the Bluegrass Inn.
1. Apparently painted windows are just as good as actual glass-covered holes in the wall.
2. A quick pre-dinner dip in the pool was exactly what the doctor ordered.
3. Sunday morning as James and I packed everything up, Jonah kept himself busy in the hazy sunlight picking me a bouquet of clover flowers.
Lincoln Homestead State Park and Golf Course
The Bardstown Parkview Motel & My Old Kentucky Home State Park & Golf Course
3 comments:
Awesome photos. Love the sunset behind Jonah. Looks like you guys have really had fun. Mejkin's hair is growing back, which I like to see :)
I remember that water tower! We drove by it several times when we lived in Ohio and went on a lot of road trips. Great pics....would love to spend time in Kentucky one of these times...
Your pictures are so beautiful. I also love love your hair. I can't imagine how different it must feel.
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