Mini-trip Up the Valley

Another day-only road trip. A new pal along this time. Becky--with the cool shades, posing with She Who Drives, Carla, of course.


Destination: none in particular. Just a direction: "up the valley," as in the Yakima Valley, north of the Tri-Cities. With sundry stops along the way in mind.


First stop: Prosser, WA to visit what I always term a "shoppe." A place to delight the feminine in a woman. Filled with fragrance, gentle colors, and definitely frivolous.






















Other Prosser stops: *Hopfengarden Home* which your blogger here would call an eclectic shoppe, whose items had a bit of an East Indian edge to them, ranging from cotton table cloths to wind chimes to beads. Get an image?

*Starbucks* for a cooling drink and, of course, their ever-handy restrooms.


On to Sunnyside for lunch! www.snipesmountain.com

Lunch stop: Snipes.

Not the actual mountain, but a really great Pub & Brewery.
Becky was our Sacajawea in finding this place. Thanks, Becky!
Wow. What a place! Log structure, tasty food, and cooling microbrew. (I learned that IPA means India Pale Ale, BTW. ) Good thing we ate "in" this trip because it was a really really really hot day.

On to Yakima where beckoned a scrapbooking store (for Carla and Judith--no surprise, eh?) and a Border's Books (for Becky). Oh, and a Stone Cold Creamery ice cream store! Oh, joy. Oh, rapture.

Last stop was yet one more Shoppe. *Melange* I know, folks, those familiar with the small farm towns up the Valley still find it a stretch to envision wee, upscale frou frou stores at the edges of hop fields. However, the Yakima Valley is becoming a wine region, we must remember! Carla bought some clever office supplies. Judith bought some red kitchen cloths (aka: dish rags). Becky bought a dish towel--not just your mother's old type towel, either. [wink]


However, at this point, the afternoon was on the wane, and we headed for the barn, happy with our souvenirs, happy with our food and beverages, and definitely happy with the glow of time spent in the company of women friends. Wish you all could have joined us.