Naturally, the first unscheduled stop was at Ewe Count in Cheyenne, WY. A quaint shop located in a charming house situated near our charted route through Wyoming.
They were selling signed copies of Suzy Murphy's latest book Small Stitches and I had to have one, after all it's signed. Ewe Count is a shop that gives you the feeling that the stitchers of Cheyenne thank their lucky stars they have; a real variety of knitting, cross stitch, painted canvas and kits, lots of threads and beads. I bought this handy little needle magnet thingy that I'd not seen previously and am looking forward to using it. 
I admit that even though I did bring my stitching, I haven't taken a stitch but that won't deter me from stopping at a shop and making a "vacation purchase" just as a remembrance of our travels, mind you. Here I am with Mary in front of her lovely shop, Village Needleworks in Omaha, NE. A very charming shop with lovely staff
and customers. Yes, we met Bonnie who was in the shop picking up her finished needlepoint and leaving others for finishing. We had such a nice chat with everyone there and came away very pleased we went off course to stop by. While there we managed a mini spree just 
picking up a few essentials, and I can't wait to get home and check it all out!We've viewed the not to be missed sights of South Dakota including the begging burros of Custer Park, located in, you guessed it, Custer, SD. A friend told us to go prepared with carrots and apples. I wasn't thinking my friend meant a commercial restaurant size bag of fresh carrots but and 25lb-er was in the back of the car nonetheless. These precious burros are so gentle, even though they
have large teeth they're not aggressive....unless you don't get your carrot out fast enough. Look how cute, you practically have to lock the doors lest you find an extra traveler in the back seat.
Next stop, the Badlands. You cannot help but be affected by the beauty and strangeness of this intriguing place. It goes on for miles and you come away understanding why it is considered sacred ground to some Native American tribes. Even though very dry, it conjured up visions of what the bottom of an ocean might look like. The colors so glorious and remarkable against the Dakota blue skies. This peaceful and amazing place will be forever in my memory. 
Next time I write I will probably be home. Meanwhile, thank you for visiting, am ever very anxious to get back on track with my stitching life. See you soon.
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