hello again, lovelies! for those regular readers & stumblers-upon who may have been disappointed by my negligence over the past few months, my apologies. it is quite embarrassing that my last post featured a 'winter romance'! but now, entering late summer, i realize that over this period the last pages of a certain life chapter have been closed, the next opened, though with only a brief introduction thus far & no certain resolution planned, full of ambiguity & excitement & ambition & a healthy dose of fear of the unknown...
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| {beets at union square farmer's market} |
that being said, i think i have finally emerged from the paralyzing transition which bridges the gap between student & young professional, and now with quite an appetite to record & share, again, the beautiful happenings i am lucky to experience & those delightful things that catch my eye & transport me, if only for a moment, to my own idyllic world.
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| {delicate currants} |
today was an early greeting from a beautiful summer's day, sunny & warm & breezy, rushing to be ready to be apart of it, a long-awaiting call & exciting news from a great friend, temptation to purchase the entire line of fresh products, then a soujurn downtown in breezy off-white lace for a mimosa-filled midday meal.
{to all of my british friends - i miss sunday lunch terribly, but wish for your own sakes that london revered brunch as does new york. it is positively the best meal(s) of the week.}
weaving my way across town, i stumbled into the bustling union square farmer's market {previously featured during the autumn here} and, as i have been many times before, was immediately inspired by the abundance, variety, enthusiasm for local produce & the colors. inspired not only to look & smell & linger, but full of visions of feasts of mid-summer vibrancy, to cook & to share. today's market was dominated by stone fruits: nectarines, peaches & plums of all varieties, including the most delicate tart-sweet sugarplums. and beets, too, and stacks of ears of corn & heaps of freshly picked greens.
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| {tiny sugarplums} |
later, finally the chance to leisurely indulge in a stack of untouched magazines {vanity fair, bon appetit, the new yorker}, a summer's saturday was firmly devoted to rejuvenation.
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| {watercolor of magazines via pinterest} |
expect, going forward, the blog as it was, geared slightly more toward art, focused upon new york. i hope you are looking forward to the renewal of enchantée as much as i am! and bon soir!
xx hillary
