our view this morning on awakening.
somewhere deep inside the state of CT, we awoke to birdsong (such a contrast to downtown NYC!) and a drowsy bee and the shimmer of cool breezes through gossamer cotton at the window overlooking a verdant wood.
oh, yes, we understand now why people have a country house
we sat on the deck with our half a pink grapefruit and a large pot of coffee percolating – plunk, plink, plunk, in the kitchen behind us with dew on our brown feet (toe nails “splash of grenadine” lilac since you ask) from an early sunday morning barefoot walk on the grass and lingering look at the brook below.
we ADORE having friends like the 2J/W with a delicious house in the country.
more later: TONS of photos to share from our proper camera.