We've not been to Hangar Cafe before, but I had a good feeling about it because I'd seen goats there before. I tend to like cafes that people feel comfortable taking their goats to.
Oh, look, they have wine, God bless them.
I couldn't take my eyes off the painting on the gate.
We bummed around the residential part of Georgetown after that. I chatted with the guy who created this arbor.
He's lived there a couple years with his wife and their baby. He's a landscape architect, though he doesn't always use that term. He said when he first moved in, the yard was nothing but chain-link fence and a dog run.
He was totally fine with me taking all these photos.
I'd bet you a million dollars that this is his truck.
I have to go now, but I also have photos of the haunted Georgetown Castle, the Hat & Boots park, some basalt sculpture, and more Depression-era clothes made from flour sacks!