Wow, that feels like a lifetime ago.
Around Christmastime we would head to Williamsburg and drink in the holiday.
And some hot toddy.
This time, it was the Autumn splendor that got to us.
Here are way too many pictures of our time there with Molly.
I just couldn't help myself.
I kept thinking of my primitive friend back in Kansas who would have been acting like it was Christmas morning had she been there. These pictures are for her and anyone else who longs for simpler times.
I was really thinking about my friend Megan H. when I saw this. Red is a great dream.
I love this shade of blue gray...and it's everywhere you look here.
Seasons Restaurant before we left Colonial Williamsburg. Creamy goodness, oh my.