It's a lovely change of pace for her here since this is quite rural compared to her life in NYC.
125th |
The green in our town |
When she is here with me we take walks in the woods, sip hot cider, visit used book stores and dream that one day it may warm up enough to return to the beach or sit out by the fire under the many stars.
But when she arrives tonight we will whisk her back to the house and she will walk through the rooms and point out the changes that she sees. I've purposely held onto the next post since it is her latest surprise, and as she sits on the train that is hurtling towards us, I hope she is filled with as much anticipation as we feel about her imminent arrival.
Welcome home, my love.
Art by our friend Jon Oldham |
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