Last week I went on an adventure with my friend S. She invited me to see an art exhibit at the Museum of the Shenandoah Valley on Wednesday after work as it was their free admission day.
The exhibit we specifically went to see was an animal exhibit, but we walked around a few others as well, one of which was a collection of “miniatures.” Am I the only one who super fancy doll houses gives the creeps?
After the museum, we took advantage of our free entrance to walk through the Glen Burnie house, entertaining pavilion, and the gardens. When I was looking for a wedding venue, I had looked at the Museum of the Shenandoah Valley website and viewed some pictures, but never visited. The gardens are beautiful as they roll from one themed garden into the next. Near the house is the herb garden and then further out are the Asian garden and water garden. The gardens end at a stone threshold into a large open field; it was so much fun to explore.
After our adventuring, we headed back to the car, only to discover that the car key had somehow worked its way off of S’s key ring. We checked at the admissions gate and the museum front desk to see if anyone had turned it in, but no luck, so we went through the whole adventure again retracing our steps.
It felt a little like the “Lion Hunting” song we sang in 4-H, calling out locations and working through them to find the lion. As usually happens, the key was found at the very last place we went – the threshold at the end of the gardens. Just as S said, “Now here would be a convenient place to find . . .” she looked down and there it was.
The universe just thought we needed as little extra time in nature that day is all.