There is no better place to be than New England in the fall. Although I am peacefully content in my little port town, I wouldn't mind spending a week in the Autumn Anthropologie catalog, where each page unveils exquisite treasures brought forth by the crisp change of seasons.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
hark what light through yonder window breaks
There is no better place to be than New England in the fall. Although I am peacefully content in my little port town, I wouldn't mind spending a week in the Autumn Anthropologie catalog, where each page unveils exquisite treasures brought forth by the crisp change of seasons.