girls weekend

I don't think there is any earthly thing that can rejuvenate the spirit like a weekend in the woods. In the Autumn. With a group of lovely ladies.

Stay in a cabin called "Front Porch Lodge" complete with hot tub, outdoor fireplace and massive amounts of porch, and well, all the better!

Visit a folk festival set up in a State Park that boasts a beautiful river,

and gorgeous, tall trees with rusty orange and brilliant yellow leaves

and remember what it is that inspires you in the first place.


Stand at an overlook, on a scenic drive, on a blustery, cold day and remember to be thankful for your sisters.
Because they love you.
No matter what.

~sister time on vacation~

One day towards the end of vacation, we three sisters decided to get dolled up and hit the town in search of thrift stores and antique shops.
We made to exactly ONE thrift store and decided it was too hot and what we REALLY needed was some of these:

Hey...it's the time spent together that counts, right? :)

S is for Sisters!

Sisters.
I've got two of them.
They're both older than me.
Old ladies. {tehehe}

Here's a good quote for my sisters:
"Big Sisters are the crab grass in the lawn of life."
~Charles M. Schulz

Good night.

:)

Naw, I'm just teasin'!


I like to mess with my sisters. Sometimes I like to do this:

Picture of my sister, Jill:















Picture of my sister, Jill, after I've had a bit of fun:





















:) tehehe


Seriously though, I like my sisters. Here we are picking peaches last summer:





If you don't understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child.
~Linda Sunshine
Love ya Sissers!