I just enjoyed a wonderful long weekend in upstate New York filled with swimming, sunning, kayaking, sailing, and relaxing. Any time spent at Lake Champlain makes me happy but I especially love my summer vacations there when I can be in the lake as much as possible.
I really just love being in the country. Spike and I always drive to and from the homeland on Route 2 and we insist on keeping the windows down. The air smells so clean and fresh, the leaves are so green, even the cow manure smells good (okay... kind of). On this trip, though, we found one of the most gorgeous places... the Bridge of Flowers.
Once an abandoned trolley bridge, it spans the Deerfield River in the adorable town of Shelburne Falls, MA. The bridge has been converted into a garden walkway, which has been cared for by the Shelburne Falls Area Women's Club Bridge of Flowers Committee for 80 years. Four hundred feet of gravel pathway is surrounded by over 500 different plants, trees, and flowers. It was just so amazing and magical to walk along this path of blooming gorgeousness high above a river that's pretty beautiful in its own right.
The village of Shelburne Falls was really cute as well. It seemed like a classic New England village straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting. Wide sidewalks bordered tree-lined streets and adorable shops, galleries, and cafes. The village also is the home of some amazing glacial potholes, some as large as 39-feet across!
All in all it was a great trip and I'm eager to go back to Lake Champlain in two weeks. Now I just wonder if I can convince Spike to stop at the Bridge of Flowers again.
I really just love being in the country. Spike and I always drive to and from the homeland on Route 2 and we insist on keeping the windows down. The air smells so clean and fresh, the leaves are so green, even the cow manure smells good (okay... kind of). On this trip, though, we found one of the most gorgeous places... the Bridge of Flowers.
Once an abandoned trolley bridge, it spans the Deerfield River in the adorable town of Shelburne Falls, MA. The bridge has been converted into a garden walkway, which has been cared for by the Shelburne Falls Area Women's Club Bridge of Flowers Committee for 80 years. Four hundred feet of gravel pathway is surrounded by over 500 different plants, trees, and flowers. It was just so amazing and magical to walk along this path of blooming gorgeousness high above a river that's pretty beautiful in its own right.
The village of Shelburne Falls was really cute as well. It seemed like a classic New England village straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting. Wide sidewalks bordered tree-lined streets and adorable shops, galleries, and cafes. The village also is the home of some amazing glacial potholes, some as large as 39-feet across! 
All in all it was a great trip and I'm eager to go back to Lake Champlain in two weeks. Now I just wonder if I can convince Spike to stop at the Bridge of Flowers again.
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