Today as I walked along Broadway, I realized you are gone. The sky has been that robin’s egg blue that only occurs in the crisp air of autumn. It was cold in the shade. And there are pumpkins and mums EVERYWHERE.
That’s okay, I’m ready for nights by the fire and crazy cozy Inhabit sweater (just got it today). But still. I’ll miss you. I really did my best to enjoy the last moments of your stay…
Those few weeks of meteorological bliss, when summer gives way to autumn, might be my favorite time of the year. The sun is warm, the shade is cool, the air becomes dryer, more crisp, and it smells of leaves and wood and sunshine. The sky turns a shade of blue so deep you rub your eyes and think you’re seeing things. You are. It’s the sky, sans haze. I drove around the North Fork of Long Island, eating at North Fork Table and Inn, collecting white pebbles at Orient Point State Beach,and collecting fresh vegetables from Sang Lee Farms on the way home. It didn’t suck that I was the passenger in a sweet convertible.
Above, the smoked salmon with radishes and corn blini. Below, fluke crudo. Way below, a coconut tapioca pudding. All from North Fork Table and Inn.
Above, the scene at Sang Lee organic farm. Below, the beauty and freakiness of organic… look at the little critter I found in my heirloom tomato!