Wanderlust

Ah friend, I feel your presence so strongly today.  You make me itch in anticipation of a new adventure.  (ps: the photo is from this trip!)

Beach Picnic

 Welcome to the beautiful haven of Beavertail State Park, where the breeze is strong, the waves crash with excitement, and saltwater flies in your face!  As the weather got chillier this past weekend, we packed a fall picnic full of delicious homemade salsas and pestos (chefs pictured in the 5th photo) and went to go sunbathe on the rocks by the sea - only sailboats, fishermen, and lichen as witnesses.  Fall picnics have a very different feel from summer picnics, more exhilarating than lazy and hazy.  What a great place!

A special thank you...

to my mom!  Who drove with me and a van full of stuff all the way out to Massachusetts.  (That is a long way!) She stayed for a day before turning around and heading back home, so we ate breakfast at a historic diner called Miss Worcester, where we kept laughing at the new accent I would have to adjust to (people near us kept saying caaahd instead of card).  Then we drove to the coast - turns out I only live about an hour away from the Atlantic :)  She hadn't been to the ocean for a long time; it was very exciting to be greeted by the sounds and smells of the water as we stepped out of the car and started walking.

We sat and soaked in the lovely scene

while Trish napped on the sand.

Then we watched a little girl use her grandmother as a trampoline,

swam in the breakers,

and watched some boats go by.

It as a really nice day.  Thanks again, mom!  Couldn't have made the move without you!