Laura L. Rubin

The best part about moving is the opportunity for discovery. Everything is new: semi-secret beaches, transporting vineyards, vintage shops, places to score my very necessary exercise quotient, and mini-golf. You know, the essentials.

It’s also been a pleasure to find my way hosting in a new home, welcoming friends and, most importantly, my 88-year-old momma bear. She and I now live six minutes away from each other, which is an astounding windfall.

All summer long I heard people out this way refer to seasonal crowds, which was puzzling to me. There’s parking. You can get a dinner reservation. It’s civilized on the North Fork, even on a holiday weekend.

The air and light are already changing here. I’m looking forward to seeing what fall looks and feels like in these parts. More newness, connections and discoveries.

Thanks for following along. It’s a pleasure to share what I find with you. (Though there are some spots I may keep under wraps. 🤫)