Oh, look what came in the email! (from Pottery Barn) I'm ready to decorate my beach house! Oh wait, I don't have a beach house. Hmmm . . . must be time for another of my fantasy escape posts. The trouble is, I'm not sure where my beach house should be. . . The outer banks of North Carolina? Florida? Out on the Pacific Rim in northern California? Perhaps a classic Cape Cod in Hingham, Mass.? That sounds good - I can just see it now, perched on a rocky New England shore. Grey shingles, black shutters, a white picket fence, and blue hydrangas tumbling over the garden gate.
Inside, it will be pure comfort - couches to sink into, soft throws, pillows, down comforters . . .
Candles and shell accessories . . . . the scent of lemon-verbena . . .