Behind the main street, we stepped back in time to Old Town Market.
We passed by the stables, the blacksmith … and came upon the saloon.
I almost expected to see horses tied up outside. In fact I think I did take a second look, just in case. Must have been the heat, which addled my brain into looking for horses.
The local pottery barn – would have liked to bring those shoes back with me.
And a family of clay fireplaces? clay stoves?