It has become a sort of tradition that we spend General Conference weekends out in Weatherford with Neal's dad and Gail. I am always up for a weekend away from home; we had a really nice time.
We had to take note of the pretty, undulating clouds we saw on our drive west.
We went to lunch at Dave's Stove Shop, which has a delightful new cafe in the back. The food was incredible, and the shop is so fun to wander through. I feel like you could buy anything there. I was just poking around and noticed this man in the back room, and felt like I had been transported through time. He was keeping his books, in overalls and a cap, like it was 1915. Such a cool moment.
The rest of the time was spent watching conference and enjoying the pretty fall weather that suddenly fell upon us that weekend. Hooray for sweatshirts!
The view from Daddy and Gail's driveway is lovely. It was hard to go home!







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