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{scrapbook: a weekend in the country}


{a few photographs of our weekends away}

. . . while evenings in the city may be spent in heels and cocktail dresses, weekends away in the country are laid-back in a quilted Barbour and a pair of wellies, and after the apple orchards and pumpkin patches, the golden fields of wheat and rustling yellow leaves, a perfect afternoon for an autumn picnic for two . . .






{p.s.} and to p, thank you for making every moment feel like a dream, and for taking the most beautiful photographs

{all images by p + this is glamorous}

{pure romance: a tiny victorian cottage}


. . . nearly impossible not to be utterly captivated by this perfectly tiny and devastatingly romantic victorian cottage in the catskills, all draped in netting and dusky white and overflowing with ruffly bed linens and silver tea services, antique mirrors and chandeliers, and limoges china patterned in tiny rosebuds -- an enchanting summery retreat for long and luxurious afternoons spent dreaming, dreaming to the soft sounds of a sunlit stream . . .

{p.s.} special thanks to lovely reader betsy for sending along the link xo








{images: trevor tondro for the new york times}