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| Golden pan fried catfish fillet with crisp baby greens and brown rice. |
Life's a Beach
One of the juicy, inspiring gifts of an empty nest is the big sky freedom to pull up roots and wander. And Darling, have we been wandering. We are gypsies. Moving six times since selling our family home back on Cape Cod five years ago, each time moving south, migrating west. Each time selling off more books, discarding the outworn. Until we reached the sea again.
After years of oceanic dreaming I finally call the beach my home.
I wake to the rhythmic crash of the waves. I open windows and fill the rooms with sea glass sunlight and salt air. My pillows and bedding smell like surf.
I can breathe here. I can paint here. I can cup my hands and carve the space to imagine new things.
Read more + get the recipe >>
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| Golden pan fried catfish fillet with crisp baby greens and brown rice. |
Life's a Beach
One of the juicy, inspiring gifts of an empty nest is the big sky freedom to pull up roots and wander. And Darling, have we been wandering. We are gypsies. Moving six times since selling our family home back on Cape Cod five years ago, each time moving south, migrating west. Each time selling off more books, discarding the outworn. Until we reached the sea again.
After years of oceanic dreaming I finally call the beach my home.
I wake to the rhythmic crash of the waves. I open windows and fill the rooms with sea glass sunlight and salt air. My pillows and bedding smell like surf.
I can breathe here. I can paint here. I can cup my hands and carve the space to imagine new things.
Read more + get the recipe >>
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