So, I learned decades ago that when my husband says lets go to XYZ, he doesn’t mean there and back right away! At first I didn’t know we’d be gone for hours. It started in the old Impala with the cracked dashboard and window that wouldn’t stay up. And we continue to explore now in our Explorer.
Of course just because we had apples and apple goodies didn’t mean we headed home. We kept heading up river and got ice cream at Nelson’s. On the way back, there were stops for pumpkins, and raspberries. I’m glad I married a guy who takes the long way home!