local hot spots

We hit the second of the 3 nicest, nearest vistas outside town this week -- Allerton Park. In the olden days, we rode our bikes there and back. We're still full of vigor, but we took the motorcar. There are some very nice gardens in the park, and 2 of them had weddings the day we visited. In fact, we walked right next to a bride and her father as they were about to march in. We shared no bits of wisdom from our nearly 10 years of marriage.

The high temps and swampy conditions couldn't dampen or melt this family's spirit.
We walked out to the sun singer and back through the swampland. I'm happy to report that papa has the sweetest blood for mosquitoes. Total bites at the end of the day: Chad (8), Jill (0), Clara (0).
Jill recently has been saying that she can read Clara's mind most of time. It usually goes thusly, 'what's that?' 'can I eat it?' I couldn't say what she was thinking when this photo was snapped.
For memorial day, we planned a bike ride to a restaurant in Tolono for lunch. This was a great plan -- we'd ride there in the dry, eat lunch during the storm, and then ride home dry.

The only problem is that Dead Horse and Lu and Denny's didn't sound or look so great, respectively (perhaps we are mistaken, but after looking us over a local suggested that Monical's (which appeared closed) was our only viable option). I recalled visiting a nicer restaurant many years ago, but now methinks it is actually in Philo. We'll investigate.

So we ate bunches of ho-hos from the IGA and watched the heaviest rain from their mulch department. We rode through some light rain to BWW in Savoy for a late, well-deserved lunch.

Clara had fun, and so did we.