We are presently vacationing in utterly gorgeous Middlebury and Leicester, Vermont, where we’re visiting our friends Kat and Jeremy on their new old farm, complete with 200+ year old farm house and hilarious and adorable still-pretty-new baby.
When we last visited in 2009 there was no new-old farm or pretty-new baby, and I became obsessed with the local donuts and unexpectedly played a concert.
The barn.
The tomatoes.
Broccoli as far as the eye can see.
Also of note, apparently every town in Vermont includes at least one life-changingly amazing ice cream shop. I don’t even want to talk about the quantity that I devoured.
I didn’t get any good shots of the baby, but the bit where she was standing up on the back of a motorcycle was one of the highlights of the trip.