claudia's surf city

Phragmites: invasive but so beautiful in the autumn light Lawn King Glen Hall surveys theirs and mine. It is the time of year when ...

Leili throws stuff in the back of the truck. T minus 18 and counting I have engaged to drive my friends to the ferry. It seems like only...

wtf ducks? The mallards have me in a puzzle The pond has shrunk into a puddle But now by the dozen they huddle And paddle Maybe findi...

Broad in daylight A doe and a big bambi. Right there through my new window. In my yard. Munching on my shrubbery. Probably the hydrangea...

Things get distinctly odd in Block island at this time of year. Everybody who was anybody turned out for the clinic fundraiser, a performa...

The culling begins Today is the official end of the summer. Stores and restaurants are closing. Cottagers are shuttering. Block Island b...

They gathered to set fire to land and sky. And I cannot tell a lie. There was a fire extinguisher involved.

Twenty-two years ago, a group of seven women became one of the first trekking parties into the Himalayan Kingdom of Lo, a tiny Shangri-La ...

In the grocery store parking lot on Block Island.  

Point Judith, Galilee, from the Block Island Ferry A quick trip off island to shop til I dropped—two grocery stores, Home Depot and a ...

I took these pictures through my sunglasses. This was not the effect I was hoping for, but I like it anyway. The contrast between th...

One last sail. New Harbor, Block Island One more beach day. Scotch Beach. The elegiac quality of Indian summer has much to do with t...

Hannah's, the master Hannah's, the Green Room The last guests of the season have checked into Hannah's. I went in with ...

The wind picked up and howled last night, but there was little rain. What precip there was blew in through the front French doors and prob...

Really should have reversed the two blog posts, but oh well.

Hannah and Chris got married eight years ago today. Four years ago this month, Camilla was born. One year ago last month, came Isaa...

Ack. So much stuff! - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Today Providence, tomorrow Block Island. Someday maybe I will not move stuff from house to house, doing wash and making beds and emptying tr...

View from the Terrace of the Estate Gardener's Cottage This is a pretty sweet deal in Providence, RI, a happening town. It is i...

When I think of Missouri, I think of this: a pond scooped from a rolling green field to cup a swimming pool for cattle during the heat. Cl...