Waking up in Nantucket is always incredible. We've been coming to the same spot way down at the end of Surfside since I was born, and from the windows of our house you can see the shimmering dune grass and beyond it, the ocean, bluer than anything. That was one of the things I missed about living in Paris - the ocean. Today, waking up early, still a little jet-lagged, it was so lovely to stand on the balcony with a cup of tea, watching the grass turn to sand turn to lovely long dune grass and wild roses, and finally, just beyond the crest of the dune (about a thirty-second walk), the ocean. This place always screams summer to me, nights of playing card games and days of reading on the beach, running into the cold ocean yelling, quiet moments of contemplation in one of the most beautiful places I've been to.
Have you been to Nantucket? What did you think?
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