When things are just Perfect.

Living in a historic Village.

Yesterday while photographing some Hamptons homes that are offered for rent we stopped in on a beautiful East Hampton Victorian that held some sweet surprises. I love old homes slightly more than I love moderns. It’s not just the way they smell, it’s the quirky things you come across that inspire thought. Proportions are more human scale. The spaces touch you, almost hug you. The rooms whisper to you to slow down, sit and listen to their stories. You can’t rush through an historic home, you have to pay respect, as we do our elders, and experience what they can teach us.