We recently spent a very cold (but beautiful, and sunny) afternoon at Plymouth park, the Saturday before last. The park is surrounded by little shops, apartments, and restaurants, as well as the old theater & pavilion where the farmer’s market is held. It’s so charming that we rarely visit without our camera in hand.
(And, just across the street is my obsession: the historic Wilcox house. Ever since we moved here it’s been love at first sight. It’s been for sale for awhile, for something like $4 million, but if I won the lottery I’d fix up the inside and turn it into a beautiful B&B.)