The misty mountains (or to us westerners, big hills) of the Shenandoah. We found peace and blessedly cooler temperatures.
Looks like we're staying in the home of an 80 year old former man of the cloth who Bill and Patti know through friends. He's out of town, but likes to let strangers stay at his place. Nice, that. There seem to be neighbors with wireless, so we should be posting up a bunch of things in the next couple days in and around some Washington sight-seeing.
