Williamsburg, VA proves I was born in the wrong time

Cobblestone streets. Peanut butter soup. Shadowed dinner by candlelight. The clip-clop of horse hooves. Cobblers who fixed the same pair of shoes to last your lifetime. Fervent political parties. Homemade soap.  Wood burning stoves. What I wouldn’t do to have lived back then….


We visited Williamsburg  a couple of years ago while stationed in Norfolk and besides my time in Alaska….well, and Brazil, it was the only time I ever felt truly at home. I think I must have smiled the entire two days.

But for some reason, like many of my pre-written posts (which I’ve been pushing  out lately), they just never got published!

Here are a few pictures from our MAGICAL trip.


Little Miss Tuffet….or was it Muffet? You know, the one who ate her curds and whey…


Better than Disney World! 😀


Stew! My kind of food, no doubt made in the crock pot. Ha!


Horse and oxen poo lined streets. Oh yeah!


Make me a sword!


My dream house.


A simpler life.


In my eyes, it is one of those places you have to visit at least once in your life. You’ll think you’ve gone back in time.



5 responses to “Williamsburg, VA proves I was born in the wrong time

  1. Lovely! Looks like my kinda place too.

  2. Oh, yes! I’m a big Williamsburg fan, too! My only regret is I don’t get there often enough.
    Here’s a question for you: have you ever been to the Frontier Culture Museum in Staunton? It looks great, but I haven’t made it out there yet.

  3. Love it! I always loved Rockome Gardens, a little Amish village in Illinois we used to visit when we were kids. Definitely agree, my kind of place! Looks lovely! I’m torn between that and the beach though. I just love being outside in the sunshine! It does wonders for your mood! 🙂

  4. @ Beth—yes, it does!
    @Shannon—you are my girl.

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