Morning, Hart Beat! As the internet made very clear yesterday, we are finally in summer! I am so so happy, Hart Beat. Summer is my favorite time of year and the only problem with it is that it usually goes by too fast. I’m happy this year that I’ll be spending most of the summer with my Grandmother and Aunt on our family’s summer house in Maine so I’ll be able to enjoy (hopefully) every minute.
That being said, like winter resolutions, I decided to compile a list of summer bucket list things that I want to get done before this time slips away. Maybe this is something all of us should do every start to a new season. It’s much easier than trying to remember New Years resolutions in August.
- See the friends that I haven’t seen in the past few years (hi sister wives).
- Find a song that I like as much as Malibu (highly doubtful).
- Win a sailing race in the Berkshires.
- Skinny dip in the ocean.
- Read a book a week (should be easy for someone who’s daily responsibilities include watering my Grandmother’s flowers and going to the beach..)
- Play in my family’s August tennis tournament. (It was started the year I was born and my entire family plays in it every year. I have never competed.)
- Write every day.
What do you think, Hart Beat? If you were to make a list for the summer what would be on it?
Hi Hart Beat! Did ya miss me? I for sure missed you and as I write this Sunday night (to be published bright and early Monday morning) I feel a little drunk while writing this, I guess that’s what taking a solid week from the computer will do to you. In this week off of work, off of the blog and out of Brooklyn, I got some serious R&R in with plenty of beach time, reading time, sleeping time and family time.
Every summer of my life prior to this one, I have spent time in August with my mom’s family on a small island off the coast of Maine. The island is tiny (only about four miles round) and is one of those summer communities where the 100 cottages are only open for the summer months with no cars, restaurants or grocery stores on the island at all. This summer we got news that my cousins on my dad’s side of the family were coming east with family that I haven’t seen in years so my mom, dad and I decided to take a break from Maine and spend a week on the cape with the rest of the visiting family. SUCH A GOOD DECISION, HART BEAT.
I had only been to the cape twice before this week long trip. Once when I was 14 and spent Thanksgiving with friends of my parents on their beachside house (angsty Hannah loved walking the cold beach listening to the Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind soundtrack) and another time when I was 15 and spent about a week biking Cape Code with a summer camp group. Since both of these experiences were somewhat bizarre I had a weird sense of the cape and was so happy to have a solid week to get to know the area as a (somewhat) adult.
My final review? I love Maine but, MAN, Cape Cod is the bomb! There’s so much to do! There are oceanside beaches! bayside beaches! ponds! rivers! bike trails!! It was so great to have so many spaces to explore and still feel like I didn’t get a grasp on everything there was that I could have done.
My mom, dad and I rented a tiny little cabin on the coast of an inlet in Eastham. It was the perfect size for the three of us (missing Pedro every minute 😭) and we were able to cook (see above’s lobster dinner), nap and outdoor shower (pic below) to our hearts content. One of the things that was great about the cape was that my dad and I could bike around and explore. My dad has a hard time walking and riding a bike is one of the only ways he can get around. Having a bike path going through ever village was amazing. Extra points for Cape Cod. I’m not going to go into crazy detail here about the beaches we went to and the crazy good ice cream we ate but here are some photos that I took throughout the week. I hope you like them Hart Beat and I will see you back here soon with your regularly scheduled romantic postings and such.