Wednesday evening after supper, we were sitting at a picnic table outside Landhope enjoying our ice cream when a car pulled up to the gas pumps. The driver and passenger got out, walked around to the front of the car and, without a word, hugged and kissed. She jumped up on him and wrapped her legs around his waist. (I would say we stopped eating our ice cream at this point, but it just wouldn't be true.). After a few seconds, she got down, they got back into their car, switching seats, and drove off.
You just never know what you'll see at Landhope.
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