Two things lately: weekends away and a lackluster apartment search for a place to stretch our legs, just a little bit. Both have made me feel all kinds of fierce about our tiny abode and our tiny block.
New York City is really just a collection of tiny villages. And as we’ve started to talk about the possibility of wanting just a touch more space, I realize that I’m about as provincial as they come. I don’t really like the idea of looking for an apartment on another street, let alone another neighborhood. Don’t get me started on James’s repeated mention of an entire island swap.
Last night, twinkling string lights and open windows and blankets to keep off the chill. Who would want to leave fairyland?
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Who would want to leave fairyland? Indeed. Beautiful. xo
This post is so honest, I really enjoyed reading it. I think I'd have a hard time leaving fairyland too, so pretty x
My husband and I often fantasize about moving out of Brooklyn to the Hudson Valley. Something about our human nature craves open space, the sound of silence and more trees. I have a feeling a lot of couples our age are going through the same. At the same time, I'm finding it hard to think about leaving our great neighborhood and the great front stoop.
I hope you stay in the heights! I love your glimpses of a neighborhood we called home for the first three years of my girls' life. We were on Pineapple Street and in my opinion, it was the best place we ever lived, even though my husband doesn't like me saying that. š
i love this. fairyland indeed.
Lovely shots. And Autumn in the air. You can smell it, don't you think? There is something about it, even though I really want to hang on to summer as long as I can š
Enjoy your fairyland. It looks beautiful!
Beautiful shots! It definitely does seem like a perfect little slice of heaven.
moving across and up town was the craziest i've ever did (not really but it felt like it at the time). in the end, i absolutely love our new tiny village. but that being said, why leave fairyland?
Beautiful shots!
So lovely. Stay in fairy land as long as you can.
We moved from Greenpoint to Williamsburg last summer, maybe 10-12 blocks. From a shit hole of an illegal no heat having apartment to a huge and cheap proper apartment, one where we can live without roommates and afford the rent and spread out and maybe even have a baby in one day (although not a larger child – still a little small for that) and I totally cried. For like a week. I understand.
Lovely post š
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