They say good things come in three, and that’s certainly true for language. Consider some wonderful trios of words: I love you is the obvious one. But also it’s snowing outside, come December, or a package arrived or let’s get ice cream. Oh wait. That’s four words.
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I biked to the beach this morning, getting there early enough to be the only one in sight. The day was still brand new, existing in that tenuous and delicate state of creating itself anew, before it has declared what it will be: sunny and hot or warm and breezy or cloudy and persistently gray. This beach—my beach—is rocky and wide, stretching for miles in both directions before twisting and turning to hide itself behind the far-off sandy cliffs of Orient Point.
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These past weeks of quarantine have triggered a real stripping down of life. A good analogy is my physical belongings: we left our apartment in New York City just as the virus started to really take hold. I didn’t know—or even stop to think—about when we’d be back. The question of “will we be back?” didn’t enter my mind at all, and it would have seemed laughable if it had. But here we are—two months later—with an ever-increasing likelihood that we won’t return.
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My mother drinks tea every morning. She steeps a bag of English breakfast or PG Tips in a tall, narrow Mason jar of boiling water. One shelf of the walk-in pantry is lined with smaller Mason jars, each full of cloudy amber-colored honey collected from the bees on our farm. Into her tea goes a large spoonful of that honey, then a generous glug of half-and-half, which swirls elegantly into the dark liquid, unspooling in curls and ribbons and turning the tea the antique-y white of heirloom bone china.
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A really great name makes something good even better, don’t you think?
Consider finding the perfect shade of delicate petal pink nail polish, only to discover it’s called “No Pre-Nup” (which coincidentally happens to pair quite nicely with a color the soft pink of a ballet shoe called “High Maintenance”). And isn’t it more fun to crack open a cold can of craft beer knowing it’s called “Audrey Hopburn” (Great Lakes Brewery’s IPA) or “Beehave” (Greenport Harbor Brewing Co.’s honey summer ale). Watching the Kentucky Derby is infinitely more exciting if you’re cheering on a horse named “Riding Miss Daisy” or “Atswhatimtalkinbout”.
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