Before the heat had shut off the outdoor world to us, we were able to enjoy our screened in porch before a family dinner. Heady Topper was in attendance of course.

As was Austin, with her big nose which is always finding some sort of trouble.

Didn't take her long to figure out that she likes the taste of home made strawberry peach daiquiris almost as much as I do.

A delicious collaboration of cooking made for a great meal, lit by candles on the table and peonies from the yard.

Then we were off again. First to Boston, to wander the city and to see old friends.

Home is always good to come back to, especially in the summer where everything is as lush as a jungle.

Before we knew it, we were headed down south to the sun and the sea.

Leaving paradise is hard to do. But the summer is just beginning. Once the heat hit, we headed north to cooler places. Mountains and rivers and good friends made for a wonderful trip, work included.

We were able to stay in the most beautiful little cabin.

This time we had the dogs, who loved the cool mornings and running off leash almost as much as we enjoyed traveling with them.

Part of our trip was work related, and in our search for more Vermont footage, we climbed to the summit of Mt. Mansfield, the highest elevation in Vermont.

It's easy to forget about the world below when you're up that high.

There is so much beauty everywhere you look, I found myself trying to take it all in, somehow retain each breeze and leaf so that when we went home I wouldn't have to leave it behind.

We went to the Stowe hot air balloon festival to film the balloons inflating and taking off.

Before leaving Vermont, we got to celebrate this guys 1st birthday. He was pretty psyched.

The road home was long, but we had everything we could need in our truck...good music and two happy dogs.

Daily inspiration: I can safely say that I am inspired by the thought of cheese and bread every single day. Especially when the bread was baked that morning, the cheese from a local farmers market, my feet still wet from climbing a waterfall, and the breeze out of the pines blowing across the porch.