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Autumn Limelight

Flower Friday is a big bucket of just clipped ‘limelight’ hydrangea that have been kissed by Autumn. You might remember how vivid green they were for our August stay. TPS clipped a bunch yesterday as we love how they look out on the coffee table on the back porch. Drinks by the fire this eve enjoying all the variation of colors in those blooms is on the menu. Happy start to the week-end to you all!



 

 

Shadows and Light

I clicked the photo this morning as we were both up early, the light creating all sorts of shadows. We arrived later than usual last night, as windy weather created havoc for the Newark airport and our flight was delayed leaving and then we spent a good while circling before being cleared to land. Even with the late arrival at the house we were/always are both so excited we stay up super late getting things just how we like them and then get up super early the next morning to be swathed in the comfort of the house. Lots of Hudson Valley autumnal posts ahead. X, T2+B



 

 

Ted’s Tip No. 168

Mirrors, both large and small, make great additions to your home, wherever you place them. They bounce light around while adding different perspectives to spaces. Plus the frames add a hit of visual interest too.



 

 

A Rested Mind & Body

We flew to Seattle yesterday afternoon, fully refreshed from a few weeks of rest and relaxation, mixed in with buying at the show and vintage shopping here & there. The above my rotation of books for the stay. I like to jump around and read a few at a time when we are at Hawthorne. Some I finish while others I will pick up where I left off in October. I raced right through Famous Father Girl which was written by Leonard Bernstein’s oldest daughter, Jamie. I found it fascinating and sad all at the same time.

We hit peak tomato season right on the head and tomato sandwiches were on the menu often. Bartlett House makes this seeded loaf of bread that proved awesome for making them. You need a hearty bread to stand up to all the juices of the tomato once you start in on it. The simplicity, heaven.

Folks often ask how we don’t take everything home that we see when out shopping for vintage goods for the shops. Short answer, sometimes, we do! Not really, but when something catches my eye enough that I go back to a store to buy something, then I know it was meant to be. Red Chair on Warren almost always has a gem I can’t pass up. This pair of English plates heading to WestWard this week-end and I can hardly wait to put them into action.

The plums this visit were out of this world. Above a still life from Talbott & Arding. Eaten just as they are is perfection. I also like roasting them while next to a chicken along with green olives for a simple, simple supper.

Bailey waiting by the door when TPS goes for a bike ride watching over things and waiting for his return gets me right in the heart. She is such a good traveler. You can see the limelight hydrangea a bit poking up from the windows on the right. Seems like they grew a foot while we were there. It was hot, humid, sunny then super rainy at times, which they seem to love. They were an amazing part of the enjoyment on this incredibly restful, reviving stay.

The flight back uneventful (which my Dad always joked and said was the only way to fly) until we got close to Seattle and the smoke from all the fires out West just heartbreaking. We had read all about them while in the Hudson Valley but when you see what it is like from the air, it is sobering. Sending love and safe thoughts for all battling the fires and a speedy recovery.



 

 

Dancing Hydrangea

A visiting CoCo brought us these fab French vintage vessels, in green of course. They were called into action right away, filled with the limelight hydrangea from out in front of the house. The bushes seemed to have doubled since our arrival and we are enjoying them inside every chance we get. These dancing down the middle of the table for all gaze upon. Happy Flower Friday all!



 

 

And Then Rest

After a whirlwind city trip buying at the show where visual stimuli is at every turn, we are back up at Hawthorne. I find I need a few days of rest after such intense days of creativity. It is as much for my mind as it is my body. I feel like I need to have quiet to absorb all the beauty/minute details/inspiration that has been taken in. The country is just the place to do it.



 

 

A Tomato Sandwich and a Glass of Rosé

That time of year again, and oh what a grand time of year it is. Tomato season! I can eat them daily and many times we do in so many ways. But the simplest is a tomato sandwich, on toasted bread, slathered in mayo with a heavy hand when salting the tomato. Heaven. Add a glass of rosé and a good book, and it might be one of my favorite August activities without breaking a sweat.



 

 

Limelight Hydrangea Love

Flower Friday brings us a bouquet of limelight hydrangea from in front of the house. Little did the former owner Scott know when he planted them that the green would fit right into our color scheme oh so many years later. I am like a kid in a candy store having the bushes in full bloom when we are here. TPS cuts them for me, I cut them. They are scattered all about the house in every room. This bundle wins the prize on this sunny morning. I am resting up for the big buying show in the city that begins Sunday. Sending tons of August love to you all from the Hudson Valley! T2+B



 

 

Dining Al Fresco

If you are a regular blog post reader of mine, you know dining outside is a big deal to us. Just something about breaking bread under the sun or moon that tugs at my heart strings. Sharing a meal with those you love rates pretty high on my list, indoors or out, but feeling the wind or hearing the waves bumps up the specialness. Whether it be a simple or grand table, or a blanket, or a park bench, enjoy a lunch or drinks or supper in the great outdoors on one of these beautiful days. It does the soul good.



 

 

A Sense of Place

We arrived back to Hawthorne on Sunday eve, the lions and hydrangea welcoming us with open arms. The humid heat literally wrapping itself around us as if a hug. The embrace of the seasons is a major love for us of this place, which never disappoints. While the bedrooms are air conditioned, the rest of the old farmhouse is not, so the hum of fans and the breeze blowing about is the song for the day. We spent the morning driving from farm stand to farm stand picking up provisions. The abundance quite something. Some of these family farms have been selling produce for close to a hundred years. History swirls about us at every turn. Our first night back in August is always supper of corn on the cob alongside a big plate of tomatoes. After dinner theatre on the back porch watching the fireflies along with the symphony of cicadas, frogs and crickets.