There are several legendary accounts of the origin of the drink itself. One account involves Blanchard’s.
This weekend I had the privilege and honor to experience one of those rare moments in life that fairytales are modeled from. You know, one of those moments that is so perfectly effortless, it brings meaning to this crazy world we’re living in. You know, one of those moments that have you going back each step you’ve taken since you can remember helping you realize just how perfect everything had to be to place you, at this exact moment, where you’re supposed to be. It was one of those rare moments that gets you to believe in love, again. Meet the Donaldsons. This is love.
Lost in thought.
I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road.
...We’ll live in birds and flowers and dragonflies and pine trees and in the clouds and in those little specs of light you see floating in sunbeams...
Bell rarely relaxed while at the playground of the Potomac.
Living in the past.
That looks tasty, That looks plenty, This is hungry work.