The last blog shared about my experience at Longfellow's Wayside Inn on the Old Boston Post Road. Why Longfellow's? Because he wrote a long poem called Tales of the Wayside Inn which took place at this inn. Portions of that poem are posted around the inside of the Inn.
Outside, this gate leads into a lovely garden ~
~ where Longfellow himself presides over present day weddings and parties.
Me in the center of the path. Now ~ picture David standing there instead. Meredith and I were almost back to the gate when we heard David's voice. He was reading from the center of the path. He read us one of Longfellow's poems: A Gleam of Sunshine.
"This is the place. Stand still my steed."
What a lovely surprise and yes, a blessing to have the poet's words read in the middle of his garden.
Longfellow's Wayside Inn on the Old Boston Post Road.