Upstate NY in the Summertime
Oh, friends. To say my trip through NY was lovely feels like an understatement. To say it was miraculous feels more accurate but that also seems hard to believe, right? But I think miraculous is closer to the truth. It was divine. It was heavenly. It was nearly perfect. Okay, it would have been completely perfect if our sweet 9-month-old son suddenly started sleeping through the night and it would have been completely perfect if we had a little cottage of our own on one of those divine Upstate NY lakes. But, a girl will take what she can get. So in this lifetime I'm going to say, "nearly perfect".
Of course, it was difficult traveling with our infant son and it was disorienting to be away from our home and our worldly comforts. Of course. But the discomforts of traveling were quickly erased by the beauty of the countryside, the frequent swims in freshwater lakes, the dramatic humidity (relieved by even more dramatic thunderstorms), and the general dreamy glow of vacation in July in the prettiest parts of the state. Yes, the prettiest by my book.
We traveled between The Finger Lakes (Seneca Lake and Ithaca, NY to be precise) and we spent nearly two weeks on Lake George and we traversed the Hudson Valley (Oh, the pretty Hudson Valley) and we made just one very quick trip to the big beautiful city of New York for just one night of Manhattan marvel. Sadly, we did not make it to my beloved Brooklyn this trip. Next time, next time. This time was well spent between lakes and pools and antique shops and roadside ice cream stands and blueberry patches and morning walks amidst the wildflowers.
Sigh. Already, I can't wait to go back.