one of my very favorite friends and i jumped in her car bright and early today and headed to warrenton for an antique/junk show. i had never been and enjoyed every second of it. we took a little country road to get there and had to go under this little bridge, which went from 2 lanes down to 1 on a curve and a hill. it was quite scarey, but my friend handled it well. she knew it was coming.
i thought it was beautiful though and probably filled with history.




