Cape Cod Weekend | A Classic Novel England Clambake & Emma On The Beach
Emma's on Summer interruption this week, therefore my blogging mightiness survive sparse... but I'll survive certain to accept a lot of photos of our projects. I promise you're having a peachy weekend!
Jenny
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Last twelvemonth when nosotros start moved to the Boston area, nosotros drove out the Cape to meet what it was all about. We came across the beautiful Chatham Bars Inn on our driving tour- it was motion painting perfect Cape Cod. It went correct to my listing of 'musts' during our remain inward New England.
On Th final calendar week I got the itch to operate out of town. I needed that feeling of freedom. That take away heed clearing, its the weekend, gratis from the computer, gratis from laundry, plough over me a cocktail feeling that alone a opor-garai tin plough over you.
After a 2 lx minutes elbow grease nosotros were transported to the grand together with stately Chatham Bars Inn.
The minute nosotros entered, I was taking blueprint notes the entire time, noting fixtures, upholstery choices, drapes, the subdued colouring cloth palate together with the refined, nonetheless comfortable feeling the rooms had. I was thinking, "I would beloved for our hereafter dwelling to experience similar this..." Then the inevitable 24-hour interval dreaming of our hereafter 'perfect' home/life begins. My take away heed starts racing- how I long for a stately dwelling to fill upwards alongside unique finds, comfortable furnishings together with pieces total of character... budget? What budget? Ah, what a lovely life that would be.
Then nosotros pace out onto the beach. Restored. My crazy caput stops its babbling together with I breathe. Fresh. Ocean. Air.
I sentinel Emma smiling at the current of air inward her face. All of those thoughts almost needing, wanting, waiting for to a greater extent than appear distant, almost insane to mean value that they would brand us...
Happier.
I mean value God for vacations...
...that remind us to breath. And smile.
Maybe that is what vacations are for. To larn rid of the if, when, if only, then, together with therefore our lives volition survive perfect state of mind. They wake us up- you're already there.
Enjoy the ride. And therefore nosotros did...
At our start official clambake. Clambakes concur a exceptional identify inward our hearts. You mightiness recall that Mike together with I conduct maintain hosted a clambake at our house for the final three years... inward our former backyard, dorsum inward the Midwest.
It was our tradition. Actually, it was my tradition... Mike was a alone invitee at my start clambake.
Clambakes throughout the years...
The Clambake of 2012.
It was almost surreal equally nosotros sat at that topographic point feasting inward the sand during sunset alongside living music playing, a bonfire roaring together with lanterns lit. We missed our friends that made those backyard clambakes therefore great, but loved celebrating our start clambake alongside Emma.
Surreal.
Snuggled, getting ready to drift off...
Enter: Daddy
And fourth dimension for s'mores.
The persuasion equally nosotros walked dorsum to our cottage.
A peachy weekend.
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