I found my inner lazy

We took a road trip this weekend in search of our inner lazy. We stayed at a favorite historic inn.



And skipped-to-my-lou'ed on the porch.




Well, the girls skipped-to-my-lou'ed. Razor and I sat and watched.






We searched for quilt blocks all around the square and found other nostalgic sites along the way.








Of course we managed to find some good eats.




We did have a reason for traveling to our favorite lazy summer place.



And it involved me pedaling my wares.



But we definitely found our inner lazy.



-dana