I am finally back after a week of battling strepp throat and preparing for the reenactment at Boone Hall this past weekend. I hope to visit everyone this week as I have missed all of my blogland buddies:).
And so the story begins here at Boone Hall Plantation.

The gardens surrounding the mainhouse are like those in a fairy tale.

One can almost see the fairies flying about:).

Flowers are still blooming
(yes even in mid-November).

Trumpet flowers stretch forth...

while roses cascade in shades of pink...

and stand tall in creamy white.

Flowers of all colors and varieties spill over onto an ancient brick walkway.

Hmmm...who is this handsome gentleman?

Just outside of the gardens windows provide glimpses to the past.

Let's follow the path to where the weekend's story begins...

as a couple is transported to a bygone era.
(tintype photo by Victorian Photography Studio in Gettysburg, PA)
Come back tomorrow to see where the story leads us:).