As we know, a certain someone has been recently beset with a string of less than fortuitous happenings in order to bring some balance to her normally lucky-dee-dee karma– and yet, it seems even amid a lingering blood disease, a bout of bronchitis, and major life changes a ray of light is determined to land upon my head.
A couple months ago, I received an email from Christine that said, “I know the timing is terrible and that there’s no way you can do this right before SAW, but we’d love to have you join us.” In the body of the email was an invitation to spend the day exploring the Farm Coast— an area I don’t know at all, a region surrounding my new home— where we would enjoy bakeries, small town shops, a wine tasting at a local winery, an oyster hatchery and an organic farm.
Um, hell yeah.
So that was last Thursday and it was beyond perfect. We traveled through four towns: Tiverton, Little Compton, Westpoint Harbor and Dartmouth. These little towns are over 300 years old— settled in the 1600s, which sure– for all you Europeans is hardly old, but for US– it’s got some history. (Of course, as soon as I typed the words “settle” I was hit with pangs of guilt for the Massachuset and Narragansett tribes who were enjoying it muchly before those ships arrived with their disease infested blankets– but that’s a different post, for a different day).
Well, at least I know my true nature.
This amazing event was organized by Christine and Nina in order to bring more awareness to the area– and I can tell you, sincerely, it is one of the loveliest regions of New England I have ever experienced and I am definitely looking forward to a return visit once I am safely ensconced in Providence.
But now? Off to my next big adventure!
a gift from the lovely Linda
I’ll likely be away from here for a week or so— til next time– be so good to yourself.
P.S. at Sayles Livingston Flowers we were each given the prettiest vase of flowers– lily of the valley and ranunculus– honestly. lucky dee-damn-dee, non?