A Stone’s Throw…

Of course I habitually woke up super early and when I realized there was no way I was going to fall back asleep I got dressed and headed across the street for a early morning walk on the beach. Although I clearly understood why my gal pals were still sleeping ( you gotta grab those minutes when you can!) I was so happy not to miss this gorgeous and intensely serene sunrise.
If the sky and the clouds weren’t beautiful enough what really amazed me was how incredibly clear the water was showing off every hue and shape of a million little stones under it’s glassy surface.
I became possessed with looking for sea glass but alas found none. I also loved walking amongst the driftwood. The colors of the wood really inspire me – I’m obsessed with the water washed greys. One of these days I will find the right beach and gather a beautiful collection of the smooth ocean rubbed glass. I wonder where that beach will be….
The sun was up so I wandered back to the hotel and strolled the grounds in the back. A funny closed down little rustic church the side of which was covered charmingly in moss caught my eye. This really felt like Fall! And a little garden shed with several raised vegetable beds – I plucked a few ripened raspberries ( who could resist?!) and made a furry (of course!) friend. I always always meet cats when I go on trips. They just seem to know I am coming! By this time I really needed a cup of tea so I bid farewell to island kitty and since I was still on the grounds of the hotel I headed back to the scene of last night’s dinner which had started to fill with people enjoying Sunday breakfast. I sipped my tea watching plates of decadent french toast and luscious scrambles pass by until Elizabeth and Annabella joined me. Soon we would be back on the road – we had a ferry to catch followed by an airplane for them. How we missed that ferry by minutes we’ll never know but we’re blaming it not on ourselves but on how long the lady at the Outlook Inn took at the check out desk (denial much?!). We managed someone to easily kill the 3 hours waiting until the next ferry at 3:30 (Elizabeth scored at a cool antique shop and we had a nice stroll by a mini marina) but could I get them to the airport on time? Hell yeah! Pedal to the metal and watch out for smokey! A perfectly cozy weekend, down to the wire, and can’t wait till they come out again!!!