In as little words as I can. Montreal
Sunday Mass in the most beautiful church St. Patrick's Basilica
Home to the United States (it felt so good) and a stop in the sweetest town in Vermont.
Where shopping is done in baskets.
The trees, the streets, the shops.
That old sign... a pharmacy that has been open since 1853. Why those kind of things make my heart pitter patter, I don't know, but they do.
I know they are blurry in this one but gosh I still love it.
We had lunch here (The Woodstock Inn)
You know I was thinking "oh wouldn't this be a perfect spot for a Christmas Getaway Weekend one day" (ummm yes please)
and then drove home.
We had a rough couple of days after we were home. Anna's face had a reaction to a medication and it was really scary for a week. Looking through all of the photos I can see it start to happen as the trip progressed and she was in the doctors office the morning after these photos were taken with a swollen face, eyes she could barely open, mouth she didn't open because it hurt so much, and oozing skin. She is completely fine now and we are grateful.
Just a few more pictures from our phones on my next post and then I can move on to fall!!!