For the second time this year my heart was filled with anticipation as we drove up the winding driveway at Peirce Farm At Witch Hill. I might be a little biased after getting married there this past May, but this venue is truly special. The historic New England estate boasts sprawling grounds, a rustic and elegantly renovated barn, and a 19th century mansion. Chickens wander in and out of their coop, occasionally joining guests at cocktail hour.

As I made my way up the stairs the sounds of big laughs and early 2000’s pop music filled the second floor of the Victorian mansion. The sky was gray that morning, but Alix’s blue eyes sparkled as she quickly offered a mimosa and introduced me to her besties. Sean and his friends joked around downstairs, quoting The Sopranos.