When we got to Vermont, we had a delicious lunch at a little cafe where you order from the guy in the kitchen at the back and pay when you're done ("you might decide you want something else"). Then we visited Basketville. It had the biggest sign around, and Miss Shirley needed to pick up some souvenirs for the folks back home. Here's the view from the second floor:
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How's that free wooden spoon workin' out for ya?
The dinosaur appears angry at being perched precariously on a beam. So un-dinosaur-like! He's a dinosaur, not a gymnast, dang it!
Free wooden spoon?? Curses! If only someone had told me ahead of time that I was going to Basketville, so I could've printed out the coupon!
there is such a thing as all-weather wicker furniture?
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