By the evening’s end, the white barn glowed with reflected light off the windows, the world now dark outside. The room filled with clinking glasses and good conversation. That moment, the meal shared, was one worth experiencing with all five senses, worth far more than just the pretty sight it created.

The landscape, newly dusted in a layer of snowflakes, was the perfect backdrop for our first gathering of the year. It was a wonderful celebration of renewal, the feeling that only comes from a fresh calendar page or the soft, white landscape of freshly fallen snow.

A sight for sore eyes, our first gathering since March of last year, our best hope for more time with others! Never mind having to set up several smaller tables, quite far from one another, it still felt like a breath of fresh air. We were giddy and grateful as we made our way to Boston, out to Thompson Island, and down the hill to the shore where we set up shop for a fantastic, life-giving afternoon on the East Coast!