If you’re of a certain age you may remember fine dining with white linen table cloths, numerous utensils on the table and trying to figure out which fork to use when – always start from the outside and work your way in – and the waitstaff always seemed to know exactly when you were finished and how to properly pace the service.
I know, I know, you’re thinking – just how many photos can one take of fall leaves? Apparently, if you’re us, quite a few. It seems as if every tree we come upon offers up some little tweak of excellence. So with that being said, here are a few more and I promise, this will be the last of them (fingers crossed behind my back). I think you’ll thank me for posting these though!
If I had a nickel for every time someone said to me, “Oh, I’d love to own a B&B, it would be so much fun.” I’d be able to add a couple of dollars to my growing stash of if I had a nickel wealth.
If I had a nickel for every time someone told me I should write a book about our lives in the hospitality industry, I’d be a wealthy woman. Well, no, actually, I’d have about $1.35 in my pocket but you get my point.
Every now and then we’ll have guests stay with us because they are scouting out property; thinking of relocating to the Rogue Valley, Ashland specifically. When asked how we like living here my response pretty much goes like this: we very much enjoy Ashland because it is small enough to have a sense of community, but large enough that not everyone knows your business.
There are days when I sit and stare at this computer screen and think, “What in the hell were you thinking – who would want to read what you have to say?” Then there are days when I stare at this computer screen and think, “This blogging thing is the best gift I have ever given myself!” Yay me! A little neurotic?