Thursday, August 23, 2012

island life.

It smells like burnt toast.


And mildew.



It doesn't have enough "things to do."

(as if you would want more to do than sit around and read a book).


It's full of cars.



And jerks in silly clothes.




But its my favorite. Favorite. Favorite. 

Pictured:

1. The boat at Something Natural. Docked in the correct spot for a midday cookie.
2. The window of the chapel in 'Sconset with mandatory hydrangea.
3. Sailboats.
4. A Provisions sandwich and a Nantucket Vineyards cranberry sangria. Perfect after a 3 mile walk.
5. The harbor from the ferry. Its a crime to leave when the sky is this blue.

1 comment:

Edward Grandi said...

Thanks for memories.

She's pint-sized and amazing.