Several years ago, I lived on a street called Flying Point Road. Our antique farmhouse needed a lot of work, but I was up for the challenge. The property overlooked fields, farmhouses, winding roads and even the Atlantic. It had a huge red barn tucked into a quintessential rural farm setting. For all its imperfections, it was picture-perfect.
Maeve was just a baby and I was just starting my home business. Maeve and I would go for long walks along Flying Point Road. I miss those quiet and peaceful strolls. Away from the pressures of renovating a home and starting a business, I could hear myself think. I would dream of our future.
One of our neighbors lived in a meetinghouse much like the one depicted on my Flying Point Lumbar pillow for Garnet Hill. They held monthly potlucks for their friends. Maeve and I would sit on our porch and watch people come and go on their big night out. How simple, how lovely it was.
These are the days of melting and thawing. Of dreaming of warmer days, brighter skies. Thumbing through garden catalogs, cookbooks and vacation brochures. While you are dreaming, I want to give you warm, fluffy pillows saturated in color to dream on. From now through March 20, take 20% off all pillows at Nicola’s Home, even my bestselling Garnet Hill pillows.
















