Despite a soggy spring, we slogged our way to New England. After 2 wet days on the boat with the cats, we headed out to the lighthouse in a 16 foot Boston Whaler. DH and I had foul weather gear but the cats didn’t fare as well. We made it ashore with several dinghy trips and arrived safely on the island.
I was rewarded for hard work with a double rainbow, neat cloud formations and beautiful boats.
DH had to leave for a few days and I was left to fend for myself. Not too scary!! I kept occupied by cleaning, sweeping, cleaning, cleaning and mowing.
I am always ready to take time to stop and smell the roses. Or whatever flowers present themselves. I’m not sure what this is. We found blackberries, wild irises and are still looking for Juneberries.
Some views make it seem like we are living in another era.