The Hermitage Inn
The Hermitage Inn, our fourth inn and the catalyst for a vexing habit I’ve found myself adopting… procrastination. I’m sure we’re all familiar with the, “I just don’t have time” and “that can wait until tomorrow,” mantra. All of the things that get in the way of being productive: exercising, family, the holidays, eating, working, napping, shopping, cleaning the house, painting one’s nails, daydreaming, watching the golden globes… So I sit down after far too much evading the topic to write this post, something I have actually been excited about writing since I got in the car to head home. Perhaps my procrastination is simply a vice I will have to embrace and slowly attempt to subdue like a petulant child. Or possibly future posts will have a suspiciously Greg-sounding spin.
The Inn
The Carriage House at the Hermitage Inn
The Hermitage Inn’s original structure dates back to 1842, a time when it was still a private farmhouse. Over the years the property changed hands several times as historic properties tend to do and ultimately fell into the hands of James McGovern, an avid hunter, wine enthusiast and occasional art collector with an affinity for Michel Delacroix prints. The inn’s walls are still very much covered in the prints, an interesting conversation piece if you find yourself suffering through a particularly stuffy dinner in the formal dining room. Aside from the plentiful artwork the inn has multiple other attractions including beautifully maintained hiking trails, ice skating, tubing or skiing nearby. Unfortunately for us, Continue reading
