reunited!

-- July 24th, 2012 --
us three

As much as I love sum­mer for its Amer­i­can beauty, its glo­ri­ous Red Gate Farm adven­tures, its blue skies and green grass, I love it even more for the peo­ple.  Each day brings another “hello!” to help us recover from all the “good­byes” at Christ­mas time.

First among these this sum­mer was John’s mom!  There is some­thing inno­cent and sweet about the Westch­ester air­port where we always pick her up, sum­mer and Christ­mas.  Every­one there seems to be on hol­i­day!  Chil­dren being kissed by grand­moth­ers, cou­ples who look like they’re on hon­ey­moon, every­one dash­ing to and fro with brightly-colored tote bags from L.L. Bean, strollers, golf club bags.  And there she was, as always, ready to come home with us and start summer.

How lovely to come home and set­tle onto the sunny ter­race for the first of many catchings-up, look­ing out over the heav­enly landscape.

And then before we could blink, the longed-for day had come and it was time to drive to Brook­lyn and pick up Avery!  She seemed to have…