I hopped into Andy’s truck after driving 4+ hours through the back woods of southern NH and VT to Stratton Mountain and was whisked off to Gale Meadows Pond where Andy proposed to Erika earlier this summer. We walked along the wooded pond-side trail as they regaled me with the story – Andy leaving painted rocks for Erika to find, Erika saying she had no idea until the third rock – thankful as that gave her time to compose herself. Meanwhile, Andy in a fishing boat motors out to the spot on the phone with Erika’s dad at the time getting his last-minute blessing. We know how the story ends – here in the woods with me hopping over wet rocks and scampering through the brush looking down long enough for a spider to crawl across my foot and a frog to hop out of the way. After our jaunt through the woods we drove to a deserted farm road and Erika and Andy practiced their first dance and got cozy next to a faded barn. E + A thanks for reminding me why I adore Vermont so much and I hope you love the photographs! XO
