Every year, when the air gets crisp, the kids start school & it becomes boot & jacket weather again, I know it means one thing - it's time for my favorite weekend of the year. I love fall & there's no better way to celebrate it than with my annual trip up to Boston to visit close friends & have our traditional apple picking adventure. Apple picking, cider donuts, hay rides, changing leaves, pumpkin patches, apple pie. It doesn't get any better than fall in New England. We topped it off this year with a trip to the most amazing flea market I've ever been to. Antique wooden furniture, pressed glass china, art with old gilded frames and vintage jewelry and clothing better than you could ever find in grandma's closet. I'd make the trip up to Massachusetts just to indulge again. My little secret as to where it is...
xx J
Sunday, October 3, 2010
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