2 years ago today, my sweet husband took me on a holiday tour of bed and breakfasts as research for a book I was writing. The book was about a down on her luck woman who had inherited a rundown B&B in the small mountain town of Sweetwater Springs (Christmas on Mistletoe Lane). Now I'm writing book 7 in that series. A lot of difference 2 years makes.
Aren't these bed and breakfasts beautiful?