Bless their hearts, our honeymooners from Indiana had a picnic lunch from The Claiborne House B&B and broke the law and ate at a picnic table in a federally closed area on the Blue Ridge Parkway.
I always give them a picnic blanket and red and white checkered tablecloth, so they climbed around the barricades and had a honeymoon picnic.
I laughed and said if you had been arrested it would have been a great story to tell your children and grandchildren... Arrested on our honeymoon for having a picnic in a national park... oi veigh. (Same place as this photo I took of Sierra and Junie.)
ISN'T IT TIME FOR A BLUE RIDGE DAY Y'ALL?