Month: August 2013

A Postcard From Dorset, Vermont



This photo of my parents sums up a wonderful weekend we had recently in Dorset, Vermont.  Tucked into a grove of pine trees, my cousin and his lovely bride were married in an outdoor chapel they built with their friends. The night culminated in hours of dancing under a gorgeous tent covered with sparkling lights. The weekend was filled with bonfires and s’mores, laughter, new babies, old friends, chilly swims, and starry nights. It was the first time in years my immediate family was altogether in one place, and looking over them, I often felt like my heart would burst.

Expecting our first baby in a few months, I’ve been reflecting on “family” this summer.– What does it mean? Who is in our’s? How to create one…

A Postcard from the Pocono Mountains, Pennsylvania


It had been nearly 10 years since I dipped my toes into this pristine lake in the Pocono Mountains in Pennsylvania. As a young girl I had spent 1 week each summer with friends and family in a beautiful open A-frame cabin on the lake- days were spent fishing on the lake, jumping off the floating docks, and meandering along the forest forging new paths.

Today I’m sending you a post card from the very same lake, A-frame cabin, and forest floor- revisiting cherished memories, making new ones, and reminding you to meander more often into woods- jump into the waters- or fly.

“Come to the edge, He said.
They said: We are afraid.
Come to the edge, He said.
They came. He pushed them,
And they flew . . .”

— Guillaume Apollinaire
French poet

Postcard from Camp: Free as a bird in Aquinnah

Postcards from Camp, Aquinnah,  Martha's Vineyard, April Heather Davulcu

Free as a bird! I snapped this picture on a lovely foggy day on a quiet beach near Aquinnah, on Martha’s Vineyard. A long winding beach trail led us to the secluded rocky beach where we walked and talked and played. Later that day we ate lobster in a little fishing village–sitting outside watching the fishing boats come in to the harbor. We spent a glorious week in an adorable pink cottage, just the four of us. It was the very first time we went on a whole week long vacation with just our little family unit. Gloriously ‘not-busy’ we read, went for walks, napped, rocked in rocking chairs, cuddled, and reconnected with one we disconnected from the rest of the world. 

A huge thank you to April Heather Davulcu of April Heather Art for submitting this uplifting Postcard from Camp – it is impossible not to smile at this photo!