I am so thankful for this Jimmy. How is it that we have been parents for 15 years all ready?! I'll never forget how excited he was the moment we found out we were going to be parents. He was pure excitement, so thrilled! And I was a little terrified about the permanent new phase of life we were going to be entering. And then eight months later Ashlyn arrived and I fell head over heels in love with her and with being a mama.
As soon as we knew I was pregnant, Jimmy got to work getting a little nursery all ready over the next many weekends, painting, adding wainscot, helping his dad build a changing table. One day I came home from work and there was a new rocking chair all wrapped up in a big bow sitting in the room. And lots of nights when I would walk down the hallway heading to our bedroom, I would find him standing in the little nursery quietly looking around, and he would say "I can't wait until the baby is here!" He is such a wonderful dad and is adored by all in this household!
To celebrate him on father's day, we made a delicious blueberry lemon crumb cake for breakfast (using this recipe. it's a good one.) And then after church, we drove up the seacoast a little ways to York, Maine for a picnic and relaxing on our favorite spot overlooking the ocean.
One of things I love most about living
near the seacoast is that there are so many picturesque beaches along
the New England coastline. We feel like we are on vacation every
New England here. And just up around this bend is the Nubble
Lighthouse on a tiny rock island. We went there a few weeks ago and I
didn't have my camera, so you'll just have to take my word for it that
it is the prettiest lighthouse I've ever seen! And the clam chowder at the little cafe is delicious.
Jimmy admiring all his handmade cards (Ava Carmel looking on with her 3D glasses. haha! She wishes she had glasses so bad!), and Ashlyn practicing her TED talk for the 1000th time for part of her English final. (She spoke on the freedom every single person possesses; inner freedom, or the ability to choose your attitude independent of physical restrictions or circumstances.) She got an A+ so I'm sure she did a great job! (They actually give A+'s here and also they grade on a 5.0 GPA, not a 4.0.) New to me.
But her final exams were intense. It was a stressful place around here for a few weeks. She's so glad they're over. But I think the whole family breathed a collective sigh of relief after her last exam. When Ashlyn ain't happy, ain't nobody happy! I was oh so tempted to remind her every ten minutes to practice what she preached in her TED talk. Teenagers love it when you do stuff like that :/
However I am so impressed with the education she is getting in her high
school. She has become a critical thinker, and her ability to express herself
verbally and through writing, and (what I love most) her passion for learning has just
taken off since being here. I love that she has become such a thinker
and is exposed to ideas that push her mind and cause her to really examine what she thinks, what her life philosophies, opinions and beliefs
Isn't being a parent the most rewarding job in the world?! It really is like watching a little seed grow and gradually unfold itself leaf by leaf. Only it's a thousand times more fun :)
The sun has begun to shine more frequently here in New England, and (as expected) my happiness level with being here has increased right along with it.
Also we have found a house! We are under contract now on a victorian (with a cupola!) built in 1900--this makes my design heart so happy!
And so that temporary make-shift feeling is starting to go away.
This is such a beautiful part of the country, full of stories and history, and despite our frequent homesickness, we LOVE discovering it all!
One of the places we have discovered is the gorgeous Crane Estate in Ipswich. Oh beautiful manors that have rolling lawns to the
ocean, you are our very favorite.
I think maybe it is
kind of an undiscovered gem here?--although I'm sure it must get busier once
school gets out. (Ugh, this is a never-ending school year. . . only two more days!)
Anyway, everyone I've mentioned The Crane Estate to, has
never been. We however have been three times in the few months we've
We have picnics on the lawns and wander down onto the beach and pretty much have the place to ourselves. We just kind of pretend it's our house. . . or that we are servants at the house. You can see the kids practicing greeting our guests--Downton Abbey style, in that picture above :)
Besides the incredible manor & bowling green & Great Gatsby-esque outdoor pool & gardens & outbuildings, the property ends on the best beach we've found so far--lots of sand dunes and trails to explore too.
We've yet to have a really warm, goosebump-free beach day, but I am promised they do actually come! The kids crazily get into the frigid water sometimes. . . and insist it's not cold. . . and try to get me to come in too. Nice try. . . no polar bear plunges for this girl. I prefer my water Caribbean style.
We hadn't planned on getting in the water this day, so didn't wear our suits. But Andy can never resist getting further and further into the water until his pants or shorts or soaking wet. It happens every time. Here he is wrapped up in a blanket while his pants hang on the fence drying off. . . :)
Looking forward to a summer full of adventures with this little crew of mine. xo
Although we only lived in
our home on Harvard Avenue for a couple years, we really fell in love
with this little corner of the world. So many happy memories &
friendships were made in this home and in the charming streets and
parks and shops that surrounded it.
And although I never got around to posting pictures here, we actually DID finish our remodel!
I loved this home and felt like my soul & the soul of this old house bonded through our renovation journey!
It was such a fulfilling creative project, but it was also really exhausting to live in a state of constant contractors and project messes. And I don't think I'm going to feel like tackling a big project like this for a few more years, so I wish we had been able to stay awhile and enjoy it a little longer. . . like 50 years longer. . . but on to the next adventure eh?!
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So when we purchased the home, the entryway was super crammed & kind of dark -- the front door couldn't swing all the way open -- just to
about a 90 degree angle, since the entry wall was. right. there.
This was taken after demo began, but if you look at the picture below, the original entry wall was right next to the casing around the door. It was soooo crammed when guests were coming and going, so we decided to remedy that by pushing that wall back by four feet to give the entry a more spacious feel.
After moving the wall, it felt so much better -- there was even room for a little armchair!
One of the details I loved about this house was the three beautiful archways. When we tore this wall down we asked our contractor to replicate the original archway leading into the family room. He did a beautiful job.
The floors were covered in thick yellow shag so we pulled those up within the first few days, which
exposed old wood treads with very beat up yellow & lavender
risers. Giving those risers a fresh coat of white paint, instantly
brightened that space up considerably. White paint, I tell you. It's
like magic in a can.
I lived with the dark brown banisters for the first year, trying to decide whether or not to paint them--since I was 99% sure the wood & paint treatment (notice the little gold and dark green details) was original. Ultimately they never did grow on me and so we painted them. I like keeping original details as much as possible--to me, they tell stories and add an abundance of charm--but at the end of the day, it is my house, so I'm going to change what I really don't like.
(my only before pic has our oh-so-spooky halloween decorations in it. . .)
When we bought the home, there was a door on this little coat room off the staircase hiding my favorite window in the whole house! We pulled the door off so we could see the leaded glass window and let in all the natural light onto the staircase. I loved this pretty view walking down the stairs every morning!
|| saying good-bye to our home on Harvard Avenue in Salt Lake City ||
It's been a little over a month here in New England. And the reality is settling in to my heart that we are not going "home." Home is here now.
Except it doesn't feel anything like home.
It reminds me of my darling dear friend who moved to our neighborhood in Salt Lake City right before we did. She missed her home & life in San Fransisco so much and wished so badly to go back. And while I totally sympathized (hello. it was San Fransisco she left. . .), I also wondered "how could anyone not want to live here in this charming little neighborhood?!
Isn't it interesting how everyone's ideal is so different? To me, our tudor home on Harvard Avenue on our tree-lined street, all nestled up inside the big city . . . that was perfection!
And yet it is so beautiful here in New England. It is quaint. It is earthy and simple. I see the beauty with my eyes. But it has yet to sink into my soul. I think it will eventually. And I have a sneaking suspicion it will occur when the thermometer is consistently above 50.
I hope to fall in love with this place, like I did our last home & neighborhood. But there is this persistent quiet pinging in the back of my head that keeps faintly saying why? . . . why? . . . . why? . . .
one of our favorite things to do each fall is go to a "pick your own" pumpkin patch.
when we lived in farmington, we had a couple that were quite close, but now we have to drive a little ways to get to one. last year, not really feeling like making the drive, jimmy and i suggested that we go to a pumpkin stand in front of a grocery store instead, and the kids just. about. died.
not pick the pumpkin from the ground?!
heaven forbid. what were we thinking?!
i didn't realize that we had created such a tradition, but indeed we have.
today on the way home from the pumpkin patch, andy said "this is my very favorite thing about halloween. i like it even more than carving pumpkins . . . and even more than trick or treating!"
kids love special traditions don't they?
is something about walking through the dirt and vines, breathing in the
crisp fall air and finding your very own pumpkin that is pretty
magical. i love this time of year!