We found a darling little bed and breakfast on a mini-farm at the edge of Greensboro, NC. It had two donkeys, a fat goat, and three horse-sized dogs that casually peered down upon the dinner table and attempted to sit in Joan’s lap. We even paddled kayaks around a big pond.
Greensboro has an intriguing Bog Garden and board walk that we explored, as we were chased by swamp monsters and dangerous gases. Then we stumbled upon Old Salem, a terrific miniature Williamsburg right here in our home state. Come to learn that their Moravian history is smack-dab in the center of my research into community. Check it out sometime – they have quite a story.