Earlier this week, I saw signs that the donut place that's been in business since 1938 in the tourist section of town was open on weekends. Most everything by the lake closes up from September to April. I rarely go down to that part of town because it's mostly gift shops, arcades, and places that sell fair-type food. But these donuts are to die for. In the summer when we have company, Barley and I will take our guests to the State Park where we have a .75-mile walk to the donut shop and then we come back to the park and eat them at a picnic table overlooking the lake. You can smell the donuts before you can see the sign for the shop. It's heaven. I don't even like cake donuts (I grew up on Krisy Kreme), but these donuts are incredible and I've been waiting for months to get my hands on a sprinkle donut.
Since it was a bright, sunshiny day when we woke up, I decided that Barley and I should go pick up some donuts and then go for a walk beside the lake. It was only in the 20s (isn't it supposed to be spring?), so I saved the donuts for home, but we got in a great 2.7-mile walk now that the trails are clear again.
We've waited for so long to have blue skies again that it seemed wrong to eliminate that bit of color from our pictures, so today's pictures are mostly black and white.
Thanks to Sugar the Golden Retriever and Dachshund Nola for hosting the Black and White Sunday blog hop!