Drizzly drive

Yesterday, Paul and I drove through a persistent drizzle to the southern part of the state, about 2.5 hours each way, to meet friends for lunch and go to a play.  We had an old banjo to take to a luthier along the way and did some driving over back (dirt) roads to get to his house/workshop.  We'll have to return sometime to pick the banjo up, but at least now we know the way.  Had to make a few turnarounds in strangers' driveways, unfortunately.

Dorset is an historic town that just oozes New England charm.  Too much charm for me, but it is nice to visit anyway.  The bakery was delicious and had both inside and outside seating.  I had a panini with brie, turkey and bacon while Paul had a curried chicken wrap.  Both came with the best home made potato chips ever.  After lunch, we gals went across the street to wander in a pottery shop while the guys headed up the street to the historical society (closed) and the library (open and having a book sale).

The Dorset Playhouse is just a block from the town Green and has a reputation for excellent theater with professional actors.   Ms. Holmes and Ms. Watson - Apt. 2B turned out to be a fast-moving, comedic take off on the old Sherlock Holmes mysteries with women featured in the major roles.  While we've seen better plays, this was a nice way to while away a summer afternoon.

We'll need to return when the banjo is finished, and I hope we can visit Hildene, Robert Todd Lincoln's house and gardens, at that time.  After over 40 years of living in Vermont, this is one major site I have never visited.  It's located in Manchester, VT, the town just south of Dorset, and an even bigger tourist destination.   I like driving down in this part of the state.  It's very cozy between the mountains, even on a drizzly day (hence the lack of photos - sorry).