We're back from a quiet, snuggly weekend in Blue Ridge. We had the best time. We were disappointed to find a gas log fireplace when we arrived after Mr. Broome had loaded up plenty of wood to take with us. Then the gas logs weren't working and we ended up turning up the heat and opening the door just to smell our neighbors fire. Needless to say, when we got home I begged Mr. Broome to start a fire. I snuggled up with a new book and read until I fell asleep.
I can't wait to post a few fall pictures from this past weekend. I hadn't been to Blueridge before, but the town was quaint and cozy and of course the trees we're beautiful.