Summertime in New England comes with a special kind of rejoicing. Even on the muggiest days, it’s hard not to be thankful that the sun’s shining and glinting off the water and maybe crisping up your shoulders. (Just a touch, not too much.)
Lately, I’ve been dreaming of a weekend trip, just for me and James. I’d soak up the smells of fried seafood and fresh blueberries and salt air all mixed in with sunscreen. Today marks our fourth wedding anniversary, so here’s to daydreaming about a getaway, just the two of us.
A few daydreamy things to extend the fantasy:
A pair of red shoes for propping on the dash.
A guide to New England for making sure we hit all the best spots.
A checkered sun dress for flouncing around in.
A market basket for filling with farmers’ market finds and flea market treasures.
A nod to the nautical life with this knot-shaped bangle.
A picnic blanket for beach-y breakfasts, lunches, dinners, and everything in between.
A pair of shades for staying incognito.
A handful of oyster crackers for staving off hunger between lobster rolls.