weekend.

The past four days, I've been tucked away in a magical little nook at the foothills of the Ozarks -- the Farm.

pat's lovely cabin in the woods
easter brunch
beeeest frans
flowery field
boxed wine
farm-happy-gardenia

Ever since Hailey spent a summer there, growing her own food and filming a documentary, I've been dreaming about the farm -- and it was more beautiful than I even imagined. Endless rolling fields covered in flowers, patios settled into cliffs, curvy pathways encompassed by trees and fog, red barns brimming with character, mysterious hidden caves -- it was one adventure after the next after the next.

sweetness
farm
beautiful pat on the porch, flowered dress and flowered hair
moonshine?
twins
pretty light on the scrabble board
the farm, dinner outside

On the farm, reality feels so far away in the best sense. Normal life is a distant memory that no longer seems interesting and everything moves in slow motion, allowing you to actually feel and experience things before they pass you by.

The setting, the people, the food and drink, the lazy days and the invigorating adventures -- it was all too perfect. I miss it already.

*Many of these photos were taken by Mr. Ben Williams.