Magic

A river runs through

On this most painful day of the year, Ten and I escaped the the hullabaloo of the fourth in the city and drove up to Cindy and Giovanni's place in very rural mid-state Vermont. We stayed in the yurt out at there farm. Christ almighty, this was fiercely magical. They're growing grapes (for vino!) and have planted apple and pear orchards, cherries, hazlenuts, aparagus, bok choy and so damn much more.

Heaven – check it out (pics below)!

Yeah, we could SO live here!