Fairhope, Al. A place where the sun kisses everything it touches, a place where the trees are magical, the flowers are always blooming and your body and soul can find peace. So much of our heritage on my Mom's side is from Fairhope (that may also have something to do with why I love it so...). My Mom and brothers got to go for a weekend visit so Wolfy and I decided to make the drive too, and it didn't disappoint. We laughed, played cards, napped, walked around the city, visited the bay, ate crab claws, and watched Wolf play. It was magical.
Until next time Fairhope.