It happens every two years. My sister plans a weekend not too far from the Atlanta airport for us to get together with our kids and grandkids. It’s a great way for the east and west coast cousins to stay in touch and a fine way for Grandpa John and Beba to watch the grandkids morph from babies to children to pre-teens.
The New York Times calls Serenbe,“a utopian experiment in New Urbanism being molded out of Georgia red clay.” There is an urban village but we stay on the farm in the large Lake House and in the smaller Magnolia Cottage which serves as the quiet zone for the older members of our party.
The pool is a popular attraction when the temperature is in the 90s.
A couple of more shots from around the property…
Eating is another popular activity.
One morning I went for a stroll before breakfast.
The farm provides a morning hay ride for guests. Who would want to pass up a free hay ride?
Serenbe has a small Saturday Farmers Market with local entertainment.
Jen, Dave, Griffin, and Huck decided to take a horseback trail ride to a waterfall.
After all that physical activity, people need a little down time.
And what trip to Serenbe would be complete without a bonfire, S’mores, bubbles, and sparklers?
My blog consultant says I make these things way too long; nobody wants to scroll down. So, if you have made it this far, permit me to post a couple of food photos. Our last meal was Sunday dinner at the Farmhouse before everyone went their separate ways.