For Thanksgiving this year I joined my father in Berryville, Virginia at the Holy Cross Abbey. I hadn't been back since last year, and that visit had been the first in a number of years, so I was glad to return to such a beautiful place. The drive was uneventful in all regards other than the scenery, which I found quite spectacular.
Slews of birds.
We were staying at a second house on the monastery's grounds. I wasn't as familiar with its location or landscape, but I was glad to get the opportunity to become just that.
Dad and I sat outside at that house for a while before joining up with a larger group of folks at the main guesthouse. And the views there looked like this.
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