More scattered images of my time on the island. I haven’t quite acclimated yet, but last night was very windy (we were supposed to get a blizzard – no sign of it yet) and the sound of the wind was very comforting, made me think of the island.
The house on the hill behind my house. This is before the sun came up.
This was the coldest day. So cold it really wasn’t smart to be outside. So cold that the ocean froze the following day. It was so windy that here is the sand on the beach, racing towards me like phantoms of some icy planet.
Crazy beautiful surf.
Bicycles on the roof.
On my porch, sunrise.
Out at the airport, sunset.
One of the many books I read while out there.
Old boat outside the Block Island Historical Society. There is a story behind this boat, but I do not know it. Islanders? Can you tell the story?
Sunrise shadows on my wall
The North Light, after sunset
Waves
Out at the very tip of the island – the water raced by, cutting me off from Siobhan and Ben. The beginning of the end.
Ferry coming into the harbor at sunset
Moon over Block Island
My morning hangout, regardless of the weather
Ballerina in a window
Reeds over Sachem Pond
Converging currents exploding over the tip of Block Island, the end of the land
Low tide on Crescent Beach
Ice melting on Sachem Pond (North Light on the other side)
Crashing waves. Not QUITE at French Lieutenant’s Woman level, but beautiful nonetheless
Triste et beautiful.
Cara – you would have loved wandering around that airfield!!