Monday, July 6, 2009

Island Time



I've been in heaven for the past few days. I took the ferry twelve nautical miles across Narragansett Bay and landed on Manisses: island of the little god; better known these days as Block Island.

Back here on the mainland, dark clouds, rain and lightning have been the order of the day, weatherwise. But the Block exists in a micro-climate(only one of the many wonderful, magical things that define it)and from Thursday through Sunday, the sun bathed the powder-white beaches with heat and a sweet, glorious sea-breeze stirred the field grass in the green pastures that dot the island, surrounded by ancient cobblestone walls.

Although Independence Day weekend is certainly not the best time to go (I feared the village of Old Harbor might sink from the weight of humanity on Saturday, July 4th), opportunity knocked in the form of a generous invitation from my beloved sister and brother-in-law, and I never say no to island time. Luckily, the pretty home they had rented was a few, precious miles outside of town, in a much less populated area, away from the rowdy bars and the buzzing mopeds.

I'm preparing a photo collection and I will post it as soon as I catch up on my laundry and address some other real-life issues, now that I'm back here on earth. Stay tuned.

8 comments:

  1. Sounds fun! I spent two weeks in the off season on Cape Cod and a day trip to Martha's Vineyard. The beaches are lovely, especially without the swelling masses that summer brings, let alone the Fourth of July. Glad you got some Island Time!

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  2. sounds wonderful, it's nice to get away, isn't it? hope all is well down your way, talk to you soon, jack c

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  3. Sounds wonderful and I'm looking forward to seeing your photos. Living on a fairly small Island when I'm in Scotland and a huge but isolated Island when I'm in New Zealand seeing new islands is always exciting.

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  4. Deedee, I have to admit I envy you living in New England and near all these wonderful places I've only dreamed of going. I'm glad you were able to have a lovely fourth of July. It's one of my favorite holidays.
    Hugs,
    June

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  5. Wow, that is a microclimate! We were downeast in Portland, and it was fog, light rain, and cool air. Happy Independence Day!

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  6. I hate when you come home and have laundry and catchup. Hopefully you'll be able to retrieve the holiday felling when that work is done. Sounds like a lovely place.

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  7. This must be a mythical place indeed, having its own patch of good weather to surround it..and lucky you to be invited..I'd never say no!

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  8. putting laundry before blogging, Tut, tut,. DeeDee you're letting the side down!

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