Hallowed Spaces on Halloween Eve!
It was still early October when after picking up a set of maple twin beds from Jeanette and meeting her for lunch in Staunton (See THAT POST for a refresher!) I took the backroads down past Wytheville, VA to get me to Mouth of Wilson where I would be dropping off my cargo at Quiltville Inn.
You know how it goes – audio book playing, deeply engrossed in the story line – and all of a sudden “PING!” Uhoh. Low fuel light. I needed to pull off at the next exit for gas.
As I’m pumping gas, I look just there – just across the slightly busy country road, and there on a hillside is an OLD cemetery, complete with old church to go with it.
I finished pumping. I moved the van into a regular parking space away from the pumps, and I watched both ways until it was safe to cross. I had to explore.