Thursday was my grandmothers 97th birthday! I know, 97, it's crazy! She always chuckles and says, "wait till you're my age, Jeanne", and I always respond, "I'm not quite sure I want to live to be 97". And it's true, I'm not even half that and I already awake with new aches and pains everyday. My Grandmother is really an amazing woman, always doing things for everyone else, never asking anything of herself.She has taught me to be a better person, and I cherish every minute, as seldom as they are, with her. We had lunch at the local crab shack, because for some funny reason Nonnie loves these places, dining alfresco at a picnic table, bees and seagulls floating overhead, the smell of boat engines in the air, the other tables occupied by over tanned boatyard workers, probably wondering what these giggling women were doing at their lunch dive. It's hysterical to me that the woman who drinks every cup of tea out of bone china, and has a special plate for every food item that comes into the house (even her McDonald's cheese burger), the same woman who has described lunches at the Plaza would derive so much happiness out of a paper plate filled with fried fish and a mango Snapple out of the bottle no. But I think for her it's the company of her grand daughters and great grand daughters, in the open air, celebrating her "98th year" that makes this little fried fish shack so special!! Cheers to another year Nonnie!! And once back at the house, as my sister planted the almost dead Daisies and the girls ran around the yard, I laid back on the chaise and felt an inspiration I hadn't felt in months. The rest of the afternoon was spent reinvestigation Bokeh in my back yard!
This post is dedicated to my Aunt Ruthie, and is, a long time coming. She, i think, more than anyone else, understands my love for the East End of Long Island. As a child we would leave on a Friday night, around six or seven, and as we approached Indian Neck, about an hour later, the sun was just setting and the whole area was blanketed in this warmth, a glow that is more of a feeling than something you can see, or so i thought. Last year, I ran across a book, that captured my attention, more than any other book written about Long Island. In a nutshell, the book talked about how, for years, Artists would flock to the North Fork of Long Island in the summer, but not because it was the popular place to go, there was no P Ditty "White Party", or anything like the other fork, which attracts celeb's even now. They were there because of that very special light, that they would try to replicate in every art form imaginable. Some even built studios there, and would return summer after summer, because of the light. My Aunt Ruthie now lives in what was once the studio of Artist Irving Ramsey Wiles. To this day, on any number of trips i take out there during the summer, a sort of calm comes over me as I drive home, the smell of fresh lavender and veggies in the back seat, a huge bunch of sunflowers at my feet and the sweet memories that are running through my head of shucking corn with my grandfather, or painting rocks with Gam, or walking down the rickety steps that led to the rocky shore of the LI Sound with my Aunt Ruthie. And in every memory the light of the sun setting is washed across everything, covering me in that nostalgic blanket. My husband & I took a basket dinner down to one of the local beaches the other night and as that light washed across our blanket I told him stories from my past,and we laughed as that same light fell over us. I will never stop coming out to the east end, it holds something very special to me, and I'm happy to share it with anyone who wants to see. Thanks Ruth, for the book and the chance to spend time with you in your home, and in the light!
It was indeed one of those weekends that leaves you spent in every way, shape and form, yet smiling from ear to ear, happy to have been able to walk blocks from your own house, enjoy live music on the waterfront, eat some of the bestfestivalfood around, and spend time with some of the best people on earth. This weekend we attended (as we do every year) the Great South Bay Music Festival, a three day event that at times left me speechless (OK, that may have been from the over indulgence of the Blue Point Hopitical Illusion, but speechless, just the same). My big draw this weekend was to see Pete Francis formerly of Dispatch, play with one of my favorite bands Barefoot Truth!! And they did not disappoint!! The sun was shinning, but it wasn't too hot, crystal clear, as they like to say, perfect days and cool, perfect, star filled skies at night! Oh, and did I mention the shopping?? A perfect little Hippy village, complete with what seemed like seven million little vendor spots selling tops and dresses and skirts!! I bought myself a little dress and my husband bought me a skirt, all about $20 each, if you can believe that!! I'm already saving up my pennies because I know almost all these vendors will be at our next outdoor event! The best part of the weekend was being able to share this event with friends, some that I see everyday, some that i miss everyday!! I'm so proud to live in a village that is try as hard as it can to rebuild itself into something special. People are amazed at what you can do in just one night on Main Street in Patchogue! every 10 feet is another restaurant or bar, all with it's own eccletic flair, traditional Colombian, next to all out Irish, next to smokin BBQ, just to mention a few, all offering a taste of live music every weekend. Maybe someday I'll take you on a walking tour, if you're luck enough! I'll leave you with some more photos from the weekend- hope you all had as much fun as me!
I sat down here just a little over 3 hours ago, the plan was to upload the photos I took today of the Lavender harvest which was followed by the most wonderfully refreshing Iced Coffee
complete with heavy cream and tons of ice. But instead i found myself looking at all the wonderful things going on, and the next thing you know i was planning out in my head the next chance i would get to make these wonderful, mouth wateringsweets. And even as my stomach rumbled I still couldn't tear myself away, wanting ever so badly to be taking photos like these. And then, well, i just lost myself, like always, going from creative blog to creative blog. And all of a sudden I realized that my eyes were burning (yes Mom, i was wearing my glasses, the real ones from the eye doctor, not the ones that i bought at CVS because i liked the way they looked on my face and made reading that much easier) and my back was screaming, and every other life form in the house was either already in bed, snoring at my feet or pawing at moths on the front door screen. But I really couldn't go to bed yet without telling you that Dakota went home, back to normal life with her own family, and last i heard it was business as usual, in the assumed position at the foot of the couch, a small Hom child resting peacefully next to her. I miss her already, my sunbathing buddy and of course a visit from the Hom's = Crumbs, this visit brought an assortment to die for, S'mores, Key lime, Cherry Crumb and my personal Fav, Watermelon!!! I really could go on all night, there's so much to talk about, Like Abi's 7th Birthday, and July 4th, The events planned for this weekend, the grand reopening (finally) of my Apple store, the experiences of working somewhere else in the company (maybe i better not talk about that, internet is forever you know) and how I'm counting down the days until Ivy gives birth........ Ah, but tomorrow is another day, and then again, there's always Friday...
now that the sun has stared to shine, after what I think was confirmed at 25 straight days of rain, there are things reminiscent of summer that I'm just loving these days! Like the evening light, right as the sun starts to set. A sunset is not visible from anywhere at my house, the closest we get are the red-pink sky's, high above the trees, and smokey colored clouds, that turn indigo blue as the sun sinks further in the sky. And right about then, the house is filled with the warmest of orange glows. I'm also loving the growth spurt the garden has been going through. I guess with all the rain, the plants and veggie, just like myself were craving a little warming sunshine to change their color. The tomatoes are half the size they should be, but they are the cutest little things, and the lavender is in full bloom, and as the dogs run by it and brush up against it, the smell permeates the air, and all i can do is lay back and breath deeply. and then there's the items that fill my freezer in the summer that i just can't seem to get enough of. I, in fact, had them for dinner the other night, and was completely content, and giddy. and like always, i'm loving the local things around town, the live accustic music on Friday nights, the street fairs, the open air farmers market on Fridays and the Patchogue 4th of July Parade. Happy Holiday weekend everyone, can't wait to see what you've been loving lately.
On Sunday morning at 9am, Dakota arrived for a week long stay while her family goes to Florida. You may remember me singing her praises a few months ago when she came to stay as an over night guest as a trial for this very vacation. She is the sweetest Rhodesian Ridge back you ever wanted to meet. A pampered little lady that has her breakfast and dinner cooked for her ( a combination of ground beef, pumpkin puree, mixed veggies and salmon oil with a side of 1% milk). And truth be told, I don't cook for my husband on a regular basis, but for her, I don't mind. At this point she and Seamus are old friends, and since being here, she has come to terms with our cat, Mac, something I know her family was concerned about. I even caught a glimpse of them lounging together on the couch yesterday. It's always such a good feeling having her here, you see, this has always been a two dog house (honestly, if Coach would allow it I'd probably have 4, but we'll save that story for another day...) and since Guinness and Marley have passed it's felt a little empty . Now i know all you non dog lovers are rolling your eyes, some may even have already clicked to another blog, but if you have a dog, you know how good they make you feel, in the heart area. So I welcome Dakota with open arms, any time she needs to come. And of course, with Dakota always comes Crumbs Cupcakes this batch devoured in only a few short hours, thank goodness they were around long enough to be photographed. and don't you know when dogs visit my house it brings dog lovers of all shapes and sizes visiting. and that is always a good thing!