We've been back from our vacation on Block Island for a whole week and boy do I miss island life!
Like years past, we stayed on Block Island for three wonderful weeks.
Three weeks of late-afternoon beach walks...
Three weeks of playing in the yard (a treat since our Massachusetts house doesn't really have a yard):
And three weeks of throwing boomerangs that get stuck on the roof and for flying kites that get stuck in the gutters.
We did a whole lot of relaxing on the porch and eating on the outside deck:
I spent many an afternoon, lounging outside with a book and my constant companion, Josie.
We didn't just stay at the house. We spent many hours boogie-boarding and swimming in the ocean.
Henry's friend Sam joined us again and our only complaint was that he had to leave after a week.
Gordy and I both read and relaxed on the beach.
And Josie made many sand castles and sand cakes.
We also spent many hours searching for shells, rocks and critters.
Three weeks seems like such a long time until you are living them, and then the days go so fast that it's depressing if you think about it.
Luckily I didn't allow myself to think about it too often!