There are a few shocking realizations that begin to sink in during the final weeks before a big move.
"Ricky!" I wailed two weeks ago. "I have to leave the antique mall behind!"
"Ricky!" Last week. "What about autumn? What about the mountains?"
"Ricky!" This week. "We're going to be so far away from everything!"
I didn't mean to spend so much time on unpleasantries, but it was a thought-provoking incidicent--overall, the pageant was wonderful. I don't regret a second of it.
Since it was late by that point, we drove back to our adorable bed and breakfast, admired the antique sheep decorations (I was thrilled) and slept until a home-cooked New England breakfast the next morning...complete with a welcome from the resident cat! We drove back down to Palmyra to visit the Sacred Grove, the Smith Family Farm, and the Palmyra temple: