Yes, this is a post to try to convince you of the amazing destination that Charlottesville is. Have I mentioned that we have room for guests?
I wish I could tell you all the stories behind these places. Just like I'm a nosey people-watcher, I feel desperate to appreciate all the stories kept safe within the structures historic buildings. But I'll tell you what. If you come visit I'll be prepared with my tour guide routine and I'll tell you the stories then.
Thomas Jonathan Jackson to his mother, no doubt.
"Stonewall Jackson" to the rest of us.
Three miles to Monticello from the corner of fifth and Jefferson. I'm pretty sure it wasn't named Jefferson then, but I could be wrong.
The original county courthouse for the fine county of Albermarle, guarded by a very noble looking confederate soldier.
(J tried to pull the cannon ball from the pile, but, but like the sword in the stone, it wouldn't budge.)
Cannons are such a seemingly strange location for a photoshoot with kids and yet they totally work.
One of the 250 year-old houses on Jefferson Street.
And on the mall. We love this bookshop.
At Mudhouse for their famous vegan "powerballs" and muffins on another outing this morning. A said "we don't have computers but everyone else has a computer" and it was true. Every person in that little coffeehouse had a laptop or tablet in from of them.
Admiring some of the great art. I'm pretty sure she rubbed this mosaic for at least two minutes solid. It's so pretty and colorful.
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Millie grew up! Where was I? What a big girl! We miss you. We miss we lived nearer to the famous Millie of "Millie coat"ness. The blog will have to suffice.
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