Please be patient with us while we move our office across the country! Monday, we will be packing up our computers, our hard drives, monitors, files, film and printers and shipping them across the country. An adventure! We are taking great care to make sure everything arrives in California safely, but that also means that I won’t have access to anything for a few days.
Here I sit, it’s raining outside, and the beginnings of a tropical storm have begun to move their way into Western Massachusetts. So silly. A tropical storm in Western Mass, I mean really? It’s the end of August and the LEAVES are turning! As in autumn!
In the past week we’ve had an earth quake, now a hurricane. We are officially moving on September 1st, nearly the 10th anniversary of when I came to New York. I was 19 years old. My first day of college was September 11th. I still consider myself a New Yorker, even though I’ve lived in Mass for the past year. I think that might be a common sentiment around here.
Great Barrington, (I’ll say it again!) is beautiful. I’ll miss all the little farms, the amazing eggs (have I mentioned that I LOVE THE EGGS HERE??), the natural beauty and the rich history of this place. But driving around, seeing that the leaves are changing their hues in preparation for the fall (umm, hello, August??) , and subsequently months and months of winter (snow + cold), I can’t help but feel thankful to have spent a chapter of my life here for all that it’s taught me. And thankful that we are moving on.
I’m looking forward to pushing our daughter in a stroller around the neighborhood, in February, with a light jacket on. And In-n-out. And making new friends. And having free time with my Huz during the slow season where we don’t have to buckle down and stay inside. I’ll miss my dearest friends. I’m trying to get them all to come with me.
And so, you might not hear from me for a few days, but I couldn’t think of a better portrait to leave you with than this one of the Gentlemen (They are available for weddings, by the way). That’s our street, and if you could pan to your right, you would see our house. I’ll miss living in such beautiful country! But the suburbs, here I come! (for now )