Indirect routes up my homestate, through towns I’ve never seen. 
A nostalgic first stop- witches, stitches, ships and caffeine. 
Salem in a sun shat, painted trees and paper signs- so many people packed in a little pig’s eye.
Up the colonial coast, now pig’s fly- through magic houses in my blue beach town.
A feast of fall, friends and euphoria steals the season’s final bow.
I’m headed back to York today for a girl’s weekend in my favorite little abandoned beach town!
Above are a few shots Travis took of Tegan and I from behind…roommates, coworkers and friends, Tegs and I spend almost all of our time together. Can you tell? She’s off to Aspen with her parents for a quick ski trip next week and I must say I will be truly missing our “lazy days and cozy nights” for those few days. I don’t know what this year would have been like if she hadn’t braved the harsh weather (a Florida native) and moved up to Providence. Everyday I realize how lucky I am to live with such a genuinely cool, friendly, talented, down-to-earth, smart and absolutely gorgeous girl. Are you jealous? You should be.
ANYWHOOO, time to pry myself from underneath this cushy comforter so I can shower, pack the car and hit the road! Happy Wednesday, dolls! xx
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