The morning dawned cool but pleasant, and after lots of coffee and a delightful breakfast we were off to The Mount, Edith Wharton's estate built in 1902. It was here she wrote The House of Mirth (which I decided I simply had to purchase in the gift shop). During a guided tour of the house I learned that Wharton wrote every single morning from 6 to 11, and she did so in her bed. Her bedroom had a beautiful view of the surrounding woods and lake. Bliss and inspiration! After the house tour we strolled the gardens and enjoyed tulips, fountains, and a woodland walk to the pet cemetery (Wharton was a dog-lover, and had 4-5 small dogs at any one time). Below, a mini garden tour (click to enlarge):
After lunch in Lenox we explored the local shops, and then returned to Conroy's for "quiet time" on our own. The early evening found us gathering again to graze through Friday night's leftovers. Good food and conversation kept us going until about 10pm. I will treasure this event, and the friendships strengthened by our time together.
I haven't had much time for reading this weekend, but I've managed to dip into Katherine Mansfield's The Garden Party and Other Stories before bed and in the early morning. I've really enjoyed discovering this new-to-me author; I should finish this book in the next couple of days so be sure to check back here for my review. This morning after breakfast I'll hop in the car and head for home, and the 6-hour drive will allow plenty of time for my family to whip up an amazing Mother's Day feast (anyone at home reading this?!)
Wishing everyone a wonderful Sunday!