Rhode Island has burst into warm, sunny springtime! Daffodils blossom along the sidewalks, their heavenly fragrance filling the air; cherry trees and magnolias are growing thick with heavy pink flowers. I couldn’t be happier about this -yet the city is starting to wear on me. It always does, after a while, with its concrete and noise and suffocating buildings. In my daydreams and that in-between space between consciousness and sleep, I inhabit a world of mountains and ocean, endless day or brilliant celestial night, cold, clean air, and silence.
Thinking about this, here are some more pictures from that wonderful time, a few weeks ago, living on the sea.
My little home at one of our camps.
Carry on the akevitt tradition begun on our Lofoten trip in 2010.
My dad with a dried triggerfish head.
Morning coffee, with some awesome glasses Morgan brought.
Oh glorious stars and moonlight bright as day. I love the desert.
Fun with headlamps!
Views from a hike.
Some dried stingrays.
Highlight of the day: drinking coffee in the warm desert air and watching the sun rise.
And such brilliant fields of blazing stars over a silent world, save for the lapping of waves and distant breathing of dolphins.