I have spent more than a decade writing about homes and interiors, but My So-Connecticut Life is personal. I live in a 1937 Colonial in the small town of Easton, Connecticut, with my husband, three children, and our dog. Seven years in this house have taught me which farm stands and vintage markets are worth the detour, how to set a table without stress, and the small routines that make a home feel like home. Every other Saturday, I’ll share a glimpse into life in Connecticut – where I’m shopping, how I’m hosting, and the seasonal rituals that shape the year.
Each year, there is a specific Saturday in June when I walk outside, look at the porch on the side of my house, and decide I can’t live with it like that for another day. The outdoor furniture has that post-winter look. Dirty, but also defeated. There’s not a living plant or pop of color in sight. The porch, which is my favorite architectural feature of our house, looks like it missed the memo that summer is coming.
