So, we had planned for weeks- or maybe a couple of months now that I think back on it- to take Jeff's parents to the Weston Irish Fest. Weston is the totally cute little historic town with many neat little shops to poke through. The day arrived and it was bitter cold. Well, maybe not bitter, but we surely were not dressed for the weather. It seemed to cut right through our clothing. We ended up not going to the fest at all once we got up there and saw how small it was and that you actually had to pay to get in. We chose instead to poke through the shops and grab a bite to eat.
Jeff and Opa standing in front of the Weston train depot.
Just a pretty little old town that still has the same bank that was first in the town and the same jail. Really cute! Jeff and I would love to retire to this little town. Well, let's say it's on our list of possible retirement place. It is cute though.
Isaac all bundled up in his Quinny sack.
Bethany showing 'tude to mom for snapping photos.
Jeff and Opa standing in front of the Weston train depot.
Just a pretty little old town that still has the same bank that was first in the town and the same jail. Really cute! Jeff and I would love to retire to this little town. Well, let's say it's on our list of possible retirement place. It is cute though.
Isaac all bundled up in his Quinny sack.
Bethany showing 'tude to mom for snapping photos.
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