Easy Summer

So much time in New York City is frantic, over-programmed.  I am not a huge planner. So I often get left behind.  There are times when I email or call a friend and say how about dinner this weekend? Then, I am given their calendar, the dates they have available, oh not this weekend but maybe 6 weeks from now?

It’s not rude or even surprising.  It’s something I’ve grown accustomed to, living in a place where calendars are important, where every hour is an hour to fill.  (And I’ll admit there have been periods in my life where I have done the same.)

Of course, Tyler and I are in a phase where we only plan our day the morning it is about to unfold and we often find ourselves in the predicament above. 

On Saturday, however, something wonderful happened.  I had known one of my favorite friends would be in town from Boston to see a musical with her family but timing was unclear, so we hadn’t made plans, and the day before, we decided we’d meet at Grand Central, we’d wander from there.

Another favorite friend had told us to stop by, the same day, to see their beautiful baby girl, who came into the world 5 weeks ago (5 weeks too early, in fact– aha! babies don’t like calendars either!) 

And, as all this took place, a text from more favorite friends: we’ll be in your neighborhood, want to meet for a drink?

It never happens.  But it did.  So we skipped around and saw some of the best people we know.  
It felt a lot like being at Rosemary’s house, my mother’s cousin, who I adored more than almost anyone in the world, who always let us stop by, unannounced, and people floated in and out while I sat in one of her wooden kitchen chairs drinking sweet iced tea, eating crumb cake, with everyone laughing, telling loud stories.


When you were at Rosemary’s it always felt like being at the best party because you didn’t know there was going to be a party at all.
So I think of Rosemary and summer and friends and post these two photos. I took the first in winter.  I took the second on Saturday.  Look at the difference.

Saturday was summer, feeling the way it should.  Sun-soaked. Green. Easy.  Like running out the screen door, jumping the three steps to the grass, racing down the street, banging a fist on the door of a friend’s house, wanna play?

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3 thoughts on “Easy Summer

  1. Sounds like a fun and magical day, and I love varying seasonal shots like the ones you posted! I have to say that the scene is still pretty arresting in winter, though. Love the twinkly lights.

    I'll confess to being of the calendar types, though I'm trying really hard to break free of that. I've never been spontaneous, never been one to really wander, but since meeting Spencer I've tried to release my planning shackles and just go with the flow. It's hard for me, and can actually cause some anxiety, but I'm working on it.

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  2. Oh wow, I've never lived in a place where people are so scheduled. But it is SO cool that Saturday worked out so well for you. Those pictures are cool. I love see a place with trees that have shed their leaves and what they look like in full bloom.

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