Friday evening brought a serene, magical sunset that bathed the Berkshire hills in warm shades of copper, apricot, and soft rose. The winter air was crisp, hovering at twenty-eight degrees, and the snow in the apple orchards crunched gently beneath their insulated boots as Claire and Nathan took a long, reflective walk along the western ridgeline of the estate. Claire wore her dark shearling coat and a soft cream knit…
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