Tag Archives: Block Island

The House On the Hill

Every morning, out on the Island, I would wake up at around 5 a.m., my typical morning ritual. It was still dark out. Freezing. My kitchen window faced north. There was a deep ravine in between my house and the … Continue reading

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Storm on the beach

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Block Island

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The ferry ride back

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The ferry ride out

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Ice on the sea

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The end that is the North Light

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Somewhere in time

Pretty much everything is closed on Block Island during the winter. In the summer, the place explodes with inns and bars and shops and sandwich places, but in the winter, all of that is scaled back. The grocery store is … Continue reading

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The theme was hearts

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Block Island collage 2

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Saying goodbye to the island

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Block Island collage 1.

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Bloody Marys, Michael Jackson, rocks in the tub, and a random object from the cellar

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The Block Island Cemetery

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Dear Cara:

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Thrashing white

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Dear Mother Nature,

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“combing the white hair of the waves blown back”

Member my post about plagiarism? Here is what the waves looked like on that windy wild day, and tell me if it’s not the absolute perfect image for what was going on!!

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“Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.” – Zora Neale Hurston

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Drowning in green

The wind whipped around my room like a wild beast, rattling the walls, the house literally shaking. I would wake up to find my heavy wooden porch furniture upended by the gales. I slept better this past month than I … Continue reading

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