Hi, squirts! Phew. It’s been a full throttle few months. Today was the first day in ages that I’ve had time for my photography. I am pleased as a cheshire cat to return to you. And it.
Hello, New York. I love you so. Especially your sleeping clowns on the subway.
I have some great friends. Lee and Julia are two of the most generous people I know, and I just had a stunning weekend at their house in West Stockbridge. Mozart, Bernstein and Tchaikovsky concerts (while swanning around the grounds at Tanglewood! Oh! Oh!), NY Times on the porch, blueberry pies, a pesto making party, swimming, more swimming, and then some more swimming, a recording of their son Sam’s extraordinary first symphony (he’s still in college!) and reading. Reading by the pool, reading in the pool, reading while swimming…
I’m becoming really pretty good at week-ending.
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last week i took a long past due, much needed and far too brief trip back to the outer cape. every time i try to describe my love of this part of cape cod, i end up sounding schmaltzy. so i won’t. i’ll just show you some pictures.