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“We were together. I forget the rest.”

Summery. Idyllic.

Two summers ago, the Gent and I went to New York for a wedding. We were out on Long Island, and I had this hankering to drive out to Montauk. I just knew it was going to be the coolest place I’d ever been and I’d fall madly in love with it, and we’d buy a house there and we’d live happily ever after. ( In case it’s not clear, I have a rich fantasy life). But J was game, and off we went on our day trip. Since neither of us had been out there before, we were sort of flying blind, not knowing which adorable hamlet we were going to come upon next, which of course is half the fun. Just as we were were thinking, Have we taken a wrong turn? And more importantly, Where can I get an iced coffee?,  we came upon Amagansett. Oh, sweet, summery, idyllic Amagansett.  We were immediately in love, wanted to buy a house, and live happily ever after. And more importantly, I had the best coffee of my life. At the most summery, idyllic coffee house. We continued on to Montauk, which was gorgeous and we are dying to go back. But Amagansett is the place we kept talking about.  Can we buy a house there? ( not anytime soon.) Can we at least get married there? ( maybe! ). But that was a while back, and all that talk faded.   But then, dear readers, I came across this house…

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Ok. First of all, it’s a renovated farmhouse, which is kind of My Thing.  And it’s a compound of farm buildings. Ugh. Who doesn’t want a compound? And there are wood floors painted grey. And quilts, and handmade rugs.  And of course, the owner is opening a small “general store” in town, which, I mean. Of course. (side note: do you think she’s hiring?) And those boots lined up by the door…

But the thing I can’t get out of my head is that butterfly wallpaper. It looks just perfectly faded. Warm but fresh. Summery and idyllic.

We might never go back to Amagansett. Or we might get married there, and renovate our own dang barn. But we can always drive through and get the best iced coffee I’ve ever had. And I WILL find out where that wallpaper can be had. I’ll let you know, dear readers.

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2 comments on “Summery. Idyllic.

  1. nadya
    January 11, 2013

    Can we be neighbors? or maybe share a compound? ;-)

  2. jessica clare
    January 11, 2013

    I’m counting on it! Especially if you can find out where that wallpaper is from!

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Jessica Clare

Preschool teacher, writer, trouble maker.

LIVES: Seattle. By way of Santa Fe, San Francisco, and NYC.
LOVES: John
DAYDREAMS:Strong coffee. Gourmet magazine. Stinky cheese. Date night with new strappy heels. Green chile. Going back to India. Unabashed displays of love. Vegetable gardens. Clean sheets. Unruly stacks of books. Breaking Bad marathons. Writing like Joan Didion ,Gabriel Garcia Marquez, and Joseph Stroud. Cookbooks. French 75s. Sequins with jeans. Leaving love notes.
BELIEVES: “A human being is part of the whole, called by us ‘Universe,’ a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest – a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in its beauty. Nobody is able to achieve this completely, but the striving for such achievement is in itself a part of the liberation, and a foundation for inner security.” Albert Einstein “The important thing is not to think much but to love much and so do that which best stirs you to love.” St. Teresa of Avila “People say that what we’re all seeking is a meaning for life. I don’t think that’s what we’re really seeking. I think that what we’re seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances without own innermost being and reality, so that we actually feel the rapture of being alive.” Joseph Campbell

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