When we booked a hotel in the Berkshires, we had a dream. We would put Sam to bed, then take a bottle of wine (and the monitor) across the parking lot to the little cluster of Adirondack chairs in the garden and enjoy an evening of stargazing.
Alas, it rained. 
Good for puddle jumping, though!
Instead, we sat quietly in the only two chairs in the motel room and read our iPads, slowly sipping a little rose until we felt sleepy. It was an early night.
Despite our disappointment with the weather, we couldn’t have been happier with the motel. The place is a bit stuck in the 1970s — except for iPhone charger alarm clocks — but the rooms are clean, the beds are comfortable and the grounds are beautiful.
There’s a big lawn with a pool out back, and it overlooks a horse paddock.
We had fun wandering around.
And we even found an apple tree (look at all those apples that fell!).
A recommendation, for sure.
