Last week's frustration was Queen Anne's Lace or the lack of it in the Flower Market. Foraging is one of my favorite pastimes and that's what one does when the vendors tell you "it's too hot and wet for it" or
"it's a bad time of year for it". Really? So what's that growing along my front fence? and on the side of the road? Good news? It's FREE!
And here's what we needed it for:
The Whittemore Robbins House in Arlington is right next to the Town Hall and is also adjacent to a hidden surprise. There's a beautiful pool surrounded by perennials with a waterfall tucked into a little wood. The ceremony was here, reception in a tent and cocktails in the main house.
Gillian's off to New York for the rest of the week. I'm going to hang out here and finally visit the new American wing at the MFA, try to see Cave of Forgotten Dreams, and put away my winter clothes.