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Tag Archives: Block Island
Block Island collage 2
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 … Continue reading
Saying goodbye to the island
Watching it stream away from me on the horizon.
Block Island collage 1.
A smattering of images from my time out on that beautiful island. Part one. Sunrise on Crescent Beach One of my favorite vistas on the island. It always looked different. I love barnacles. Misty day, green roofs, ocean. Enormous decaying … Continue reading
Bloody Marys, Michael Jackson, rocks in the tub, and a random object from the cellar
During my second week on Block Island, the ferry brought me some visitors: Mitchell, Luisa and Meghan. Mitchell was in Rhode Island for 5 days and so they took the ferry out and spent the day with me. They arrived … Continue reading
The Block Island Cemetery
I love cemeteries, and I love old cemeteries in particular. The one on Block Island is very special. It’s on a hillside facing the sea, and it is completely representative of the community that has been out there for centuries. … Continue reading
Dear Cara:
You are the most intense shark-lover that I know. Imagine my delight when I walked into my little house on Block Island and one of the first things I saw was this (below the jump). I thought of you immediately. … Continue reading
Thrashing white
I arrived on Block Island in the middle of a pretty bitter snowstorm. Snow that actually collects is rare on Block Island and this was a heavy enough storm that we had white ground out there for a couple of … Continue reading
Dear Mother Nature,
No need to be a showoff. I get it. Okay?? I GET IT. Love, Sheila (This is Sachem Pond, at the north tip of the island, right behind the windy wild North Lighthouse. It was frozen solid most of the … Continue reading
“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!!
“Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.” – Zora Neale Hurston
The ferry arriving on a quiet grey day. The schedule was different each day – on some days there was only one ferry, and that does something to how one thinks about time, and plans. Your thoughts circle the ferry. … Continue reading Continue reading