Sunday, December 8, 2019

out on montauk (and a book recommendation)

 greg and i drove out to my parents' home yesterday as we hadn't been out since we buried my mom's ashes. it felt so wonderful to be there.

 greg usually likes to stay in the car when it's windy and cold, but i was glad he made an exception today and took a short walk with me.



 we warmed up in the library . . 



 and stopped at ditch . .

 in time for the sunset . .


la bella luna!

 and had dinner at a restaurant that greg normally doesn't like to visit as he considers it too pricey. however, today i was able to persuade him (mainly because the last time we were out we ate at all his favorite places) and since they had a private event in their main dining room, we had to sit in the bar which was playing two different college football games, one of them being the university of memphis whose coach is moving to greg's alma mater, florida state university. soooooo, he was very happy because he could watch the game (i'm rolling my eyes).

 the christmas lights were very cozy . . 

i had grilled asparagus and clam chowder . . it was such a delicious dinner.

 and a festive evening . . 

with all the holiday lights and the cold, cold night. 

our trip to the house was mainly to check on things and say hi to the tenants. we had hired our tenant to scrape and paint the house, and replace old boards. he did a fantastic job and the place looks new again.

 we usually eat breakfast at the health food store, but since we ate so early the night before (5 pm) greg was starving this morning, so we had a big breakfast at the local pancake house.

i was happy that the sun was shining so brightly through the windows.

 my latest book recommendation is by kate dicamillo, who is now one of my favorite young person's writers. yesterday i checked out raymi nightingale from the library, and i read it during the night under the covers (it was very cold) with my cell phone light (not an ideal situation, i know). it was a beautiful and moving story about a young girl who is trying to cope with the departure of her father (he leaves home for another woman) and makes new friends at a baton twirling class. ms dicamillo's characters are usually warm and vibrant with the biggest hearts, and this story was no different. i'm a big fan of positive thinking children's books, and with her touch of magical realism, ms dicamillo delivers hope and love to our world.

 heading back home and stopping at the beach overlook . . 

 and stopping for coffee . . i've been seeing flexible flyers everywhere this winter. are they really so popular again? this was the sled i used as a child, and which we also used for the girls when they were younger. i think it's the best and always enjoyed our runs with it!

 we really were fortunate to have such beautiful weather.

 getting our coffee and tea for the road . . 

 until next time . . 

 and back in nyc again. . 




for our second sunday of advent dinner.

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