the heart of this christmas | boston holiday.

But you don't have to be an angel
To sing harmony
And you don't have to be a child
To love the mystery
And you don't have to be a wise man
On bended knee
The heart of this Christmas is in you and me
{C. Simon}

Our second annual Christmas in Boston was a great success. It truly is a special time for us. The folks at Nine Zero welcomed us back so warmly + didn't forget that Annie has a December birthday - besides a lovely little tree in our room, they made her feel so special with gifts and a big cupcake with a candle to blow out and of course cookies + milk to leave for Santa. We love this hotel and the staff that make it such a wonderful experience. The Nutcracker at The Opera House, a delicious dinner, cozy pjs, soft fluffy beds, A Christmas Story on constant loop, the glow of the city lights, a quick visit to Trinity Church, luminary bags lit for the precious from SHES, the anticipation of Santa, the warmth of being together. Christmas morning in Boston with a light snow falling, a few surprises left from St. Nick, our walk is always so wonderful - nothing like Beacon Hill on Christmas morn. Pho in chinatown, the bustling streets, and of course our final destination - home in Newburyport, and the always delightful smiles from our little girl. All of this and more made for a happy Christmas. xo

a perfect sunday | it's personal.

you will find something more in woods than in books.

trees and stones will teach you that which you can never learn from masters.

{saint bernard}

a perfect sunday:

sleeping in a bit, morning coffee, brunch, a walk in the woods, my daughter's laugh, fresh air, birds singing, my camera, a chill in the air, my husband teaching annie anything, the perfect little christmas tree, hamburger on the grill, collecting fallen greens and filling window boxes, a hot shower, blow drying annie's hair, cuddles before bed and a bit of trash tv. yes. a perfect sunday. xo

snippets of us | sand.sky+hearts.

come on, jump out the door
you can't hold it back no more
i'll show you how the birds learned how to fly
don't mind leaving your nest
don't mind making a mess
this might be the best day of your life
{k.herzig}

snippets of our thanksgiving weekend. from seashells to shirley temples and the last of the herbs from our garden xo

dreamy.magical.summer | life

summer....filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light;

and the landscape lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.

{h.w. longfellow}

wellfleet, massachusetts