Marsye, I see that you live in the Ozarks. One of my best memories of my Mom and Dad was a 3 day trip we took through Arkansas. One night we drove too long and couldn't find a motel, at a small diner we asked about a place to spend the night and they told us about a B&B. I wish I could remember the name but I can't. We drove a long way, thought we were lost, but finally found the house. A delightful youngish woman who worked as a home health nurse. The next morning when we got up, she had already left for work but had left a marvelous breakfast of eggs, sausage, biscuits warming in the oven, homemade cinnamon buns and lots of coffee. We sat on her back deck which hung over a steep ravine and gazed across the mountains at daybreak! It was so peaceful and beautiful we didn't want to leave! This was a wonderful time for me and my Mom and Dad.