last week i went up to maine to hang out with meghan + leo at his family’s beach house. harpswell is…gosh, it’s magic. i’m kind of easy, though; i think basically all of coastal new england is magic in the summer. most of the year, actually. i like living in a normal rockwell painting, what can i say?
look at the birds!!!
this is leo’s THERE’S THE SUN! exultation. we went off in search of a sunkissed sea of golden wheat grass. and we found a field which SHOULD have matched that description, but the shy little sun was hiding behind a cloud.
this may be my favorite session this summer. i’m sorry to everyone who isn’t meghan and leo, but…! harpswell! walking to the beach! they’re SOOOO in love and happy and adorable. they made me DINNER! AND…when meghan said that they cooked, i was a bit trepidatious. see…confession: i am a picky eater. i’m not proud of it, not at all, but i am. and i get a sinking feeling when someone says they’ve cooked for me, because i know how much care *i* put into it when i cook for someone! i want them to feel loved and taken care of…and to think it’s DELICIOUS! WELL. i needn’t have feared. when meghan and i met to discuss their plans, we met for lunch. and she remembered that i’m picky. and she remembered that i ordered grilled chicken and sweet potato fries. so do you know what these lovely, lovely people made for dinner? grilled chicken (WITH A ROSEMARY SPRIG GARNISH…are you kidding?) and sweet potato fries. this is love.