It's tough to visit Woodstock, VT without focusing on the Federal and neo-Colonial architecture. I will post much of that on later posts, when I can get my act together.
Photo below was the view from the Simon Pearce Restaurant in Quechee (yes, most of the group went downstairs to watch the glass-blowing) on Friday night's dinner). This sight felt like symbolism for the wedding:
More random photos below the fold -
The four (or five?) star Simon Pearce Restaurant in Quechee, next to Woodstock. I had the Horseradish-crusted Blue Cod. Dynamite.
The wonderful group which gave us old jazz standards during the rehearsal dinner and cocktail hour:
View north from the restaurant. It's the Ottauquechee River.
View south from the restaurant patio:
The Woodstock village green.
The interior of St. James at the end of the Woodstock Green:
Admittedly, sometimes the village can feel like Disney Vermont. The Middle Bridge right off the town green:
The entrance to the very comfortable but far from rustic (outdoor and indoor pool, ten tennis courts, spa, golf course, hiking trails, nice pub, dining rooms, etc) Woodstock Inn where most of our gang stayed. Laurence Rockefeller, who had a generous hand behind the preservation of Woodstock, built this place as part of his RockResorts business.
The Saturday street fair, with music:
