My husband is a supreme gift-giver. I think of things he might like every now and again, but I almost always err on the safe side by giving him something he asked for and I know he wants. Justin gives gifts I didn't know I wanted. He plans out thoughtful, intentional activities and goes out of his way to find something unique and special. This time, for no special reason at all, he put together a weekend trip for two to St. Michaels on the Chesapeake Bay. It almost didn't happen.
Between two competing schedules, an overloaded wedding season for me and extra trainings and overtime for him, we had to reschedule it three times. But praise the risen Lord, it happened! This is a long post but I can't apologize because we had perfect weather, sailboats aplenty, electric blue skies, and almost no need for a black and white image anywhere.
Wades Point Inn on the Bay: I hate hotels. I don't sleep well when I have to stay in one, I hate the way they have that weird smell, and I spend the entire night trying not to let the comforter touch my face. I've never stayed at a Bed + Breakfast before and after our weekend here, I'll never go back to a hotel again. Ever. It was so beautiful, so charming, so unpretentious, and incredibly hospitable. It's sprawled across acres of waterfront property and our sunny little room had a view of it all. I loved the creaky steps, the pink patterned quilt, the way it smelled like warm oatmeal in the late afternoon. It was very much like staying at my ideal grandmother's home - assuming she owned a mansion on the bay. We said goodnight to the sun through one window and good morning to its return on the other. We kayaked (well, Justin paddled and I freaked out about a blue crab possibly getting to my feet somehow) and drank coffee on the porch and vowed to come back as often as we could.
The Lady Patty: You guys. If you are in St. Michaels, and if you are in St. Michaels on a romantic weekend, and if on that romantic weekend your husband says he's taking you somewhere at sunset, do not ask questions. Grab your camera and get ready to swoon because he's arranged for the two of you to take a sunset cruise on an 80-year old luxury yacht and there's gonna be so much champagne passed around you might need to be carried off. But f'real, this was absolutely the highlight of our trip. Captain Jeff is incredibly kind and we felt like old friends as soon as we got on board. It was the perfect was to see the bay, the sunset, and to feel quite nautical for a while. (Minus the Sperry's and cardigans. Guess we forgot to pack those.)
St. Michaels Winery: We stopped in for a tasting right before they closed (I think the entire town closes at 5 p.m.) and we're so glad we did. I'm a sweet-wine kinda girl, so the Gollywobbler White did it for me. We drank a bottle that evening and went back the next day for another. I'm a lush. Oh! And get a bottle of the Chocolate Zin while you're there. It's nothing like the cloudy, Yoohoo-style stuff they have at the front counter of the liquor store. (As they told us, "that's Wal*Mart, this is Nordstrom's.) We drank it last night with some strawberries. Insane.
Impromptu Portraits: There was a wedding at Wades Point that weekend and I'd like to take this time to
But we were so lucky there was a wedding going on because the next morning, the photographer saw us (sadly) trying to set-up a shot with the self-timer (I got a lot of exercise this weekend with all the 10-second runs) and offered to do a quicky portrait session for us. It was such a lovely weekend, and we haven't had our portraits taken since we got married, so those few images are extra special.
St. Michaels, we love you. See you soon.