This is part of Bucksteep Manor which is in the Berkshire Mountains in Massachusetts, where my dad is from. This is where I think I'd like to get married. Dave has seen it, and he agrees. It's stunning, and set not too far from the the appalachian trail which we are both quite obsessed with.
Accommodations are varied, but mostly "rustic" (guests have the choice of camping, if they choose). I am the most excited by the idea of a bonfire. Dave loves starting and tending them, so a bonfire seems appropriate (indeed, during renfaire season, I refer to him as KINGOFTHAFIAHS!).
I have a soft spot for the Berkshires, I used to visit my father's parents every 4th of July for a few days, in Pittsfield. You could see mountains from the window where I slept, and there were train tracks in the backyard. Trains still occasionally went by. If you followed the tracks for a while, you would come upon a little lakeside beach that my father and his siblings played at as children. You could see the public beaches of the lake from his little alcove, but it seemed magically hidden to me, as a child. When my grandparents sold that house it saddened me.







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