So I've been growing increasingly frustrated with
Highland Spring Resort's utter lack of communication in terms of returning our phone calls or helping us with locking in a date. I must say though, after spending the weekend there for their 7th Annual Lavender festival,
RichardandI have decided that it will be well worth the wait, as there is nowhere we'd rather be married.
We got there at the end of the festival on Saturday, just in time to check into our room, handle a mini-fiasco over a mini-fridge and enjoy a cup of homemade lavender-honey ice cream. The room was super charming and comfortable. We loved the lack of television and the feeling of being truly "away" without having to go far. Lily-Mae loved exploring the grounds when we first got there, checking out the amazing old pool, the camp fire area and old dance court--all the while smelling the various types of flowers and herbs growing around the little rooms and cottages.
We finished up Saturday evening with a wonderful dinner at the
Grand Oak Steakhouse and sharing a sunset walk among the lavender fields with our favorite little girl in the world. Every single course was absolutely to die for, all ingredients locally grown, harvested and butchered. Not only was the bread baked on-site, the freshly whipped herb butter is produced from local cows and mixed with a tasty array of locally grown organic herbs. The highlights of our evening walk included Richard and Lily breaking the rules by climbing into the eleven-hundred year-old oak tree, a pair of adorable sheep dog puppies, fields and fields of fragrant lavender, a olive orchard and a cuddly assortment of livestock and fowl.
The next morning we woke up, strapped on the ergo, laced up our hiking shoes and set out for a decent cup of coffee. In the amazing old bar, we were pleasantly surprised to find not only a fabulous pot of complementary freshly brewed coffee (along with fresh half and half and OJ) but also some of the best pastries either of us has ever had. We worked them off with a long hike along one of the resort's many historic trails. They were the same trails that Wyatt Earp had frequented during his days running the stage coach lines as well as the ones Albert Einstein took to stargaze while vacationing at the resort with his family. We managed to stroll the festival, make some new friends and enjoy another cup of ice cream before hitting the road.
We got there at the end of the festival on Saturday, just in time to check into our room, handle a mini-fiasco over a mini-fridge and enjoy a cup of homemade lavender-honey ice cream. The room was super charming and comfortable. We loved the lack of television and the feeling of being truly "away" without having to go far. Lily-Mae loved exploring the grounds when we first got there, checking out the amazing old pool, the camp fire area and old dance court--all the while smelling the various types of flowers and herbs growing around the little rooms and cottages.
We finished up Saturday evening with a wonderful dinner at the Grand Oak Steakhouse and sharing a sunset walk among the lavender fields with our favorite little girl in the world. Every single course was absolutely to die for, all ingredients locally grown, harvested and butchered. Not only was the bread baked on-site, the freshly whipped herb butter is produced from local cows and mixed with a tasty array of locally grown organic herbs. The highlights of our evening walk included Richard and Lily breaking the rules by climbing into the eleven-hundred year-old oak tree, a pair of adorable sheep dog puppies, fields and fields of fragrant lavender, a olive orchard and a cuddly assortment of livestock and fowl.
