Wednesday, July 12, 2006
It so good to be here on Nantucket with grey shingled houses and bright blue hydrangia everywhere. The smell of cape roses lingering in the air instantly makes me relax. I grew up coming here every summer with my family. I have memories from this Island from when I was a small child building sand castles and playing on the sandbar at jetties to when I was an adventurous teenager biking to surfside to wrestle the waves.
Now I get to come here with my children and it is the greatest privledge and pleasure to watch them delight in the wonders of this place. This is a picture of B looking at shells and it could easily be a picture of my brother from all those years ago. The best parts of this island have not changed in 30 years. Days on the beach collecting shells, pictures of children on old weathered decks, and of course daily ice cream were what I remember from my childhood and now I watch as my children make their own memories.