I sit here as the sun starts to rise, with the birds gathering to sing their dawn cacophony, the moon still high in the sky, and look out over the majestic landscape toward the craggy rocks, hills, and acacia trees, feeling that if there is a moment of perfection … this is it.
For anyone who has lived in New York, one of the city’s great pleasures is that there are so many choices for an escape, from the beaches to woods to lakes and mountains, from grand estates to small sailing hamlets. All within driving distance or a short train journey.