To fall in love {franklin, ma}

Falling in love is something so very special.  There is nothing like falling in love with something or someone for the first time.  And I mean truly falling in love.  Like the day I fell in love with Photography...It was the first time I pulled the film out of the developer.  Then there was the day I fell in love with my dog, Rupert...It was the first night he fell asleep in my arms, belly up.  And then the day I fell in love with my husband, which was before we even said the words out loud.  So as I sat with my husband last weekend, watching the Franklin Fireworks, I turned to him and said, "I think I just fell in love with this town."  He smiled and held me just a bit tighter.  I smiled, took a deep breath and settled in to my new town.  There's nothing like a carnival, a parade and the most amazing fireworks display ever to set the scene for love.  And I fell for it. 

I don't know about your Puggle, but this Puggle (Emma) and my Puggle (Rupert)...do NOT like horses!