You know you are in Vermont when you go through a covered bridge and you see a church like this in the middle of town.
That is my friend Frances‘ house across the street from the church.
This part of the house was built in the 1800’s, the back half was built in the late 1700’s. It has lovely wide plank painted wood floors through out the house.
Abby has thoroughly enjoyed her time communing with nature. She doesn’t get to run like this in downtown Chicago.