even when it's iced-over, slippery, and terribly plowed... newburyport, massachusetts still takes my breath away. its magic has a way of overcoming you, no matter what time of year it is. a little lunch date with my dad happened this past week, followed by a sun-shadowed stroll through my favorite cobble stoned streets. although the frigid temps keep me inside most days, a walk around this charming town always warms my heart, and reminds me of the summer months to come.
so june, july, and august.... please don't be shy. and don't get me wrong february, you're still beautiful.