weekend travelsNovember 1, 2015
I'm a lover of little places with little-to-no cell phone service; places where the mountains reach up, almost touching the sky, and where the stars dust the heavens ever so delicately. I like when you can wake up to sunlight pressing tender kisses to the soft skin of your eyelids rather than waking up to a shrill alarm that rips you from your dreams. I like walking around in the middle of nowhere with no real destination in mind. I like morning cuddles from a sleepy husband. I like going to new restaurants and trying new foods. I like smiles and warm greetings from strangers passed on mountain trails. I like weekend getaways with lovely people to lovely places.
And that's exactly what this past weekend was. It was everything I needed packed into just a few days of perfection. And I was infinitely grateful for that.