If only, I would day dream, I could get a date, then make him love me enough to go all catalog cowboy together over picnics and horse back rides at this bed and breakfast outside Washington, why we might just live happily ever after, I thought. Like Ronnie + Nancy...only without Marine One.
So I got a date. Then we went to the Ranch.
Picnicing in a Pasture, April 2008
The next year we went back, and got married there.
Naturally, I have a soft spot for Marriott Ranch and the Blue Ridge Mountains in Virginia where, at its foot, the ranch stretches for acres and acres. About an hour outside Washington, the area has provided me a quick Southern escape since I've lived here, and it reminds me a lot of East Tennessee, especially in the Fall.
I'm blogging today at DC Ladies about the Ranch, and you can read more about it here...