8 Birthday weekend

Every year since we moved to New York, I've spent my birthday weekend in Chicago. Not on purpose, but just because that's the way it's worked out. Fortunately it's one of our favorite cities in America - set right on the shores of the massive Lake Michigan, slower,  more laid back than New York with great food and an outdoors focussed summer culture. While it felt more like an Australian winter than an American summer, we rugged up and spent one of our afternoons biking along the shores of the lake.

Delicious dinners, brunch with friends, lots of sleeping and some relax time at the day spa - for me, lovely husband C. headed to the gym instead (?!) - rounded out my birthday weekend for this year. 

I am pinching myself, wondering how another year has slipped by so fast… but we've crammed in a lot of fun, making the most of our time here in the US. I don't feel any older, but I do feel wiser, more fulfilled and happier in myself as each year goes by. 

From New York, with love xox 

Ps. Other Chicago trips here, here and here 

5 Holiday blues (and greens)

In my head, I'm still here. Sitting, peacefully pensive, thoughtfully creative and wonderfully free. The mornings were beautiful, full of sunshine, blue skies and water so clear you could see all the way to the bottom. By late afternoon, the afternoon storms would blow over, making it the perfect time to catch up on sleep while the rain drummed on the roof of our hut. 

The sunsets were something else. The sky would be clearing but cloudy, the water alternating silver and a muted gold. A spectacular end to a spectacularly relaxing day. 

'Here' is the Rockhouse Hotel in Negril, Jamaica. It's a place I want to go back to.  

From New York, with love xox