It has been far, far too long since I have written on these pages. I so miss my quiet mornings of photo editing and typing. Somehow the three girls, two schools, our house, our bees, our Etsy shop, and life have crowded our days. I am not complaining, just missing this writing, and missing my readers and your sweet words of encouragement.
I write this morning’s post feeling a bit bittersweet. We have decided to put our beloved apartment on the market. 451 Clinton Avenue was our first home, on a truly lovely street. The apartment is bright and sunny and full of pre-war details. Chris and I moved there when I was pregnant with Ada and I was ecstatic about my first real design job in Manhattan. We lived at 451 until Josie was three months old. The house is so full of memories for us, and we look forward to finding someone to love the space as much as we did. Here is the listing: