Sometimes it takes leaving a place and returning older and wiser to realize how special it is. On a recent trip to my childhood home of Massachusetts, I cajoled my father (actually it didn’t take much prodding on my part, he’s always up for an adventure) into stealing away for a couple of hours and visiting Walden Pond in Concord with me.

It was one of those perfect Autumn days; warm but with a slight nip in the air, the foliage putting on an over the top colorful show for us. It was the kind of day that could make a girl forget for a moment the miseries of New England’s never-ending winter and actually consider moving back. But then the reality of being middle-aged and shoveling snow for months on end brought me back to reality. But I digress… the point here is I got to spend a glorious afternoon with my Dad in this ridiculously beautiful place and I just had to share it with you.

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Thanks and I hope you take time to enjoy the beauty of where you live this weekend!

While everyone will be admiring your wedding gown, flowers and fabulous jewelry, only you (and eventually your new husband) will know what lies beneath.

“Nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone.”
~Jorge Luis Borges