The afternoon of Megan and Dylan’s wedding party (they got married last fall) I was fueled on mucinex D and Kaleigh a double shot espresso and we were ready for whatever this nordic-skier-vermonter-wedding-party threw at us. My voice was already hoarse when I yelled for Kaleigh to STOP THE CAR in the center of Putney to take pictures of the cute signs that would guide us up dirt roads to the Killigrew homestead. This isn’t the first time I’ve pulled up to a private property in Vermont and had my eyes boing out of my face cartoon-style. Megan’s parents’ property is STUNNING. From the stone walls, to the perennial gardens, to the bright red barn and the gorgeous house and fields that spilled out past the big white tent - it was beautiful everywhere we looked. I almost tripped getting out of the car I was in such a rush to take it all in. Megan practically skipped under the white paper lanterns and twinkle lights that would be aglow when the sun set in a cream dress welcoming us and asking us what we needed. Nothing I assured her (although when I lost my voice about thirty minutes later - a wireless microphone might have been nice).
"We used to get in trouble down here as kids" Megan told us at the sugar shack down the road.
Aside from the face that we felt like we were on the set of Anne of Green Gables all night our other favorite details included: Stunning cheese plates, friendly bartenders, cookies for dessert baked by Megan’s neighbor, babies blowing bubbles, yeti coolers full of ice cream, thoughtful toasts and funny poems, and lots and lots of dancing. Thank you Megan and Dylan for an phenomenal night! We hope you had as much fun as we did!
