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Autumn in NY, written in AZ
There were these mornings in New York, in that little house in the woods, when I would play autumn jazz on cool mornings when the leaves were changing colors. It felt so “old world” and charming and lovely and felt SO New York. I could imagine the city and how close it was to us,…
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Whiskey Spice Farm
(A belated post.) We finally came up with a name for our little farm in the Hudson Valley: Whiskey Spice Farm. If you know, you know. If you don’t know, it’s a nod to our girls, G and J. We are so fancy, we even had custom stamps made for the eggs and egg cartons.…
