As you know, last week was Mr. Cleaver and I's one-year anniversary. As part of our celebration we returned to the site of our "first" date: Bradbury Mountain. We call it our first date now, but I use quotation marks because at the time I didn't realize it was a date. This was not the first time I went on a date and didn't know it either. That probably tells you a lot about me right there. But I'm more than happy to call it a first date in retrospect.
It was a beautiful day. The color was in it's early stages (it's peaking gloriously right now), but it was beautiful nonetheless.
Oh and stay tuned this week for a new sewing project reveal and a surprise!