Monday, August 16, 2010
Happy Childhood Summers
I'm having problems with my camera's SD card (don't ask...), so I thought that instead of posts from this Sunday's flea+farmers' market in NYC, I'd regale you with some pics from my childhood. How I loved those summers, in Cape Cod/Maine with my god father's family or in the Alps with my 3 cousins! It was all about picnics at the beach in Cape Cod, riding our red little wagon around the house in Woodshole, going for ice cream after dinner and singing songs. In the Alps (4th picture) we'd go berry picking in the garden; the oldest of the children, I was allowed to watch TV later and would also read in the alpine chalet while my mum's sister, Martha, brewed her innumerable daily cups of coffee - oh, that rich Brazilian fragrance. Those were active, blissful days and sometimes we'd fall asleep even before we'd get home (below, my sister Céline in my dad's arms in Bar Harbor).