Monday we traveled to Dinwiddie, Virginia to celebrate young Cal's first birthday at the home of his mother's parents, a lovely place way out in the country. Here's Cal demonstrating the suave and elegant table manners typical of members of the Paco clan.
On the outskirts of Goldsboro, I saw this interesting sign.
I imagine that's the place where the local rough 'n ready crowd gather to drink rotgut and playfully carve each other up between songs on the jukebox. Or used to anyway...
Seems like it may be closed for remodeling.
We picked up Maggie and brought her back to stay with us for a few weeks in Southport. At a rest stop in Warsaw, North Carolina, there's an artillery piece on permanent display. This photo provides an extremely useful illustration of the relative sizes of the average six-year-old girl and a WWII-era 150mm howitzer.
Here, Maggie contemplates the mighty Cape Fear River.
And - sependipity! - I finally stumbled across this a few miles from home. Should greatly facilitate "staying on it".