Facing thunderstorm and tornado threats this afternoon, we planned to drive the 270 miles to Fremont, Ohio this morning.

That was a good decision. The rains came at 3:00, while we were touring the home and museum of Rutherford B. Hayes. Banjo Man enjoyed himself thoroughly, but I confess to skipping some of the house tour, finding a non-historically significant chair and closing my eyes.

I may have drifted off.

In my defense, the massive home was lit by original gas lamps, meaning on a stormy day it made me want to take a nap.

The docent actually used a flashlight to show us the highlights.

Tomorrow morning we will head to Shipshewana, where I will buy dish cloths and beans. Banjo Man will replace his broken Shipshewana coffee mug with a new one.

And we will eat pie.

Good night.