Well, we're up unusually early to drive to Ithaca for our friends' evening wedding at a vineyard in New York's beautiful wine country. The weather should be perfect, and I seem to recall that the RSVP cards had excellent dinner selections. I think I remember something about porcine mushrooms. And there's nothing better than dainty, flavorful mushrooms.
Toby doesn't know it yet, but he's in for a mini weekend at my mother-in-law's house where the yard is vast and the dog biscuits are handed out frequently. I hardly think we'll be missed.
But best of all, because Ithaca is only three or so hours from my hometown, my mom and grandma offered to meet us at our hotel Monday morning to take us out for breakfast before we head back to Pennsylvania.
I'll be back with pictures soon.