T and I had our first date at a place called Jockey Hollow. The park, which is on the spine of the Watchung Mountains in New Jersey, was the site of George Washington's winter encampment in 1779, during the American Revolution.
These days, it's a little preserve of woods and trails, with a colonial-era garden thrown in for good measure. It's long been one of my favorite places in New Jersey and it turns out that T has always loved it as well. A few weeks back, we headed back to the scene of the first date crime, to walk through the colonial garden, hold hands, and generally laugh at how nervous we both were on the day of our first date.
When we saw this bed, T pointed out that it really is an 1800 mattress. It didn't look as comfy as my new bed.
We strolled out to the apple trees (and this time, I got a kiss under the shade of the trees) and got ourselves a National Parks passport. We've plans to visit a lot more places together. That's happy.
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