OK. I know what you're thinking: "You didn't go to Delaware. It doesn't really exist."
Before this trip I had never been to Delaware. I had never met anyone who had ever been to Delaware. I knew one person, Leora, who claimed to be from "Delaware" but she has a funny accent and can't say 'tomato' correctly. She is not a credible source. I had never seen a news item about Delaware. I don't think I had even ever seen a picture from Delaware. I was convinced it was an elaborate tax scam leftover from the 70s.
Well, I'm here to let you know it's all for real. Delaware exists and it's as cute as a bug. We visited a faerie garden and an ice cream farm and waded in a river and walked barefoot in a deserted field next to a pond, where from out of the woods emerged a woman riding a horse-drawn carriage. She galloped past and disappeared around a bend in the rolling hills, but not before Clay was able to capture photographic evidence:
And here's more photographic evidence of this magic land they call Delaware, where the birds nests are REALLY big (and the birds really cute).
Delaware does exist. And it's magical.
2 comments:
Sure, pack the non-toxic sunscreen but then allow the kids to wade in streams carrying WHO KNOWS WHAT?!?!
Never turn your back, or bare legs, on nature.
FYI, the only Delaware-accented word is water (not tomato). Delawareans say "wooder." And I will concede, many of us who grew up there marvel at your description! Clearly, we missed the faerie pond, but there's no sales tax.
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