time on the cape

I think I have spent part of every summer on the Cape, starting in my first year of life. It's always been my second home.

I get back to NYC yesterday after six days at M's gorgeous house on the ocean. Aside from cloudy weather most days, and a 9.5-hour trip home (three buses, one cab, one train and one Lyft ride), it was an amazing trip, and already I miss so many things:

• Access to affordable lobster and lobster salad (from The Clam Man). I had it for three days.

• A perfectly designed and decorated house where there is a drawer or shelf or closet for everything.

• A backyard ocean. Every single day.

• Salads made with a neighbor's home-grown tomatoes and dinners cooked on the grill.

• Long walks along the ocean and ending up in Woods Hole.

• Driving around aimlessly after dinner and finding a popular faux-truck that serves coffee and pastries, though we end up buying sleep shirts.

• Under $5 cinnamon buns at West Falmouth Market.

• Spending time with V and my sister (on different days), both of whom I see much less than I'd like.

• A resort-like pool and deck area to just lie around and read, eat and swim.

• Ice-cream from Lazy Sundae's.

• Reading the Wizard of Oz to M's adorable and wonderful grandson.

• The most perfect walk-in shower; oh how I wish I had that at home (and a laundry room too).

• I won't miss a house so large that misplacing my phone is easy and common. Though we do visit Nest and Feathers, a home goods store with the solution.

• Magnificent sunsets.

• But mostly, just hanging with M, who always makes life a lot more interesting and a ton more fun.

So what did I miss about New York? In the summer? Not a thing.