Two years ago today, we placed two borrowed mattresses on the floor of our NYC apartment after moving from Scotland. I couldn't fall asleep that first night; our walls rattling from the air conditioner seemed insurmountably loud.
Last week, we went back to the UK for the first time in 2 years, and night after night, our ears rang from the quiet. It was so quiet, and that was so good. We've missed it.
An idyllic country wedding, the tallest sea cliffs in Europe, sunsets on the beach, and drives through pure green--more soon! For now, here is peace.