I made an impromptu visit to my parents' this past weekend. Just because I missed being home. I had told myself that I was tired of all the traveling I've done in the last two months, which meant I was going to stay put in Newport this weekend. But sometimes a gal wants to see her mom and dad {and puppy}.
When I'm at home, my mother and I often take long walks around the backroads surrounding our house. It's a time for us to catch up, talk about life, and laugh all while climbing the hills and dodging speeding cars out for an early morning drive. Pepper has started joining us for girl-time walks {I never knew our bow-legged puppy was such a little athlete}.These little adventures are one of my favorite things about being home.
The beautiful foliage this time of year doesn't hurt either.
New England, I love you.
The beautiful foliage this time of year doesn't hurt either.
New England, I love you.

















