Top of the Rock.

We're trying to be a bit more intentional with the time we spend together these days - focusing on conversation and new experiences. During the holidays, we're planning a series of dates that help us fully appreciate each other and the season (the very best of the best, in my strong opinion). I'm hoping for a trip to the holiday shops at Bryant Park, a couple of nice dinners out and some low-key Christmas movie watching by the fire (of our Christmas tree candle). Blake will be gunning for UConn basketball game nights with Chipotle, I'm sure; doesn't exactly capture the spirit of the season, but you win some, you lose some.

Yesterday we walked to Rockefeller Center to head up to the Top of the Rock. We'd never been, but I love a good rooftop, so I had high hopes. The elevator ride alone is pretty awesome, and the views speak for themselves. This city still takes our breath away regularly, and we're so thankful that we get to be a part of its framework for a little while.

On the way home, we watched the setup of the tree in Rockefeller Center, which makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. The very best of the best, I tell you.
^^those fantastic Central Park leaves. swoon.^^