Have you ever been to Portsmouth, N.H.? It’s possibly the most charming little east coast town I’ve ever set eyes on. All bricks and ocean and delight. We set sight on this hamlet last weekend for the wedding of two of Dan’s dear friends from college. And it was perfection. Hanging out with all of Dan’s buddies from his Richmond days. Dancing the night away. Breathing in the fresh, ocean air. It’s the first wedding we’ve had the pleasure to attend (sans cameras in hand) since getting engaged. It was equal parts exciting and inspiring and surreal to imagine that in just four months, the two of us will be walking down our own aisle and saying our own vows. We’ve been working a million miles an hour this entire year, it was really great to spend a weekend out of town with a tremendous group of individuals.
Oh, and lighthouses. We drove up to Maine on Sunday because….well, why not?