Fairhope. Another trip. Actually this is the end of D's and my trip and then some images from Nikki's and my trip a few weeks later. The second trip involved a side road excursion to "Sweet Home Farm Cheese". All trips to Fairhope should involve this side trip. One caveat...(I think that may be the first time in my life that I have used that word) is they keep odd hours. And they adhere strictly to them. We arrived about 3 minutes after closing. And they were closed. That is why I got so many pictures of the cows. They were willing and almost happy for the company.
|"Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ G.K. Chesterton
Because there are so many pictures of cows, I'll disperse them through out this post. An attempt to throw you all off the fact that I took that many pictures of cows. But, dang. They were so pretty.
|"My cow is not pretty, but it is pretty to me."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ David Lynch
When we go west, meaning Fairhope way, we try to plan the day to make a stop at Jessie's Cafe in Magnolia Springs. A sweet little town. A sweet little restaurant. This picture was a group of men enjoying Jessie's too.
|"What draws people to be friends is that they see the same truth. They share it." "|
¸.•*´¨`♥ C.S. Lewis
The cows were as interested in us as we were in them. All eyes were upon us.
|"Mythologically speaking, if there's anything I hate worse than trios of old ladies, it's bulls."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Rick Riordan (The Sea of Monsters)
Outdoor dining at Jessie's . This was taken from inside looking out.
|"One grand boulevard with trees with one grand cafe in sun with strong black coffee in very small cups."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Lawrence Ferlinghetti
|Eat Well...Be Well|
This was the most brave little fellow. He crept closer and closer to Nikki's hand. Just a mere second after I took this picture, he barely touched her fingertip with his nose then jumped like someone pinched him. He was definitely the bravest of the group.
|"I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Albert Einstein
|"Near a huge, live oak tree on the edge of her father's cotton fields, Sidda looks up into the sky."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Rebecca Wells (Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood)
This is one of the most beautiful roads in the south. My personal opinion. One year, for D's birthday we stayed at a little B&B on this road. Was the best little vacation. Anyway, Nikki and I had stopped the car and got out to just take a picture of this road. Then this old car came down the street. I was beside myself with excitement! It was perfect.
|"Walking the streets of Charleston in the late afternoons of August was like walking through gauze or inhaling damaged silk."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Pat Conroy
|Sweet Home Farm Cheese|
|"Curiouser and curiouser."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Lewis Carroll (Alice's Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass)
|"I saw the slanting shadows of ferns on a greenhouse floor"|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Jorge Luis Borges
|"And I am the wings that soar when she fills me with her gentle strength. "|
¸.•*´¨`♥ C.L. Wilson (Lord of the Fading Lands)
|"There are songs that come... from the dust of a thousand country roads."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Robert James Waller