Three Days In Woodstock

Woodstock isn't a destination, it's a state of mind. Every morning feels like Sunday, every afternoon like Saturday and every evening feels like church. There is a unique charm to the jagged little town built into the side of the Catskill Mountains. Its quirky architecture and funky colored Victorians tell stories without saying a word.… Continue reading Three Days In Woodstock

3 Days in Woodstock

🕊️-Imma be rolling out a series of posts on Woodstock that will appear on the blog each Sunday until I exhaust all the groovy gravy I supped up on my trip. I'm going with the rather unoriginal title of "3 Days in Woodstock" since I also happened to spend three days inside this mesmerizing state… Continue reading 3 Days in Woodstock