(still in Cranston, RI)
I know little about astrology but as a water sign (Pisces), it jives with my love of water. Living in Cranston for two months gives me access to lakes, rivers, oceans, sailboats and ferries.
On Saturday, Dan, Julia, Sam, Sylvia, Arden and I boarded a ferry for an hour-long ride to Block Island, leaving on the 1:00 and returning on the 7:00. We chose the slower boat since the high speed option cost twice as much and was only 20 minutes faster. This boat carried passengers as well as vehicles from the port in Point Judith to the 9.73 square mile island. Since we were on foot, we covered only a portion of the island. We ate at the highly rated Poor Peoples Pub, lounged, danced and drank at Ballard’s Beach Resort, and had ice cream at The Ice Cream Place, an island original for more than 40 years.
Ballard’s was fun and relaxing. We rented chairs and an umbrella and relaxed for a couple hours steps from the water in one direction and equal steps from a tiki bar in the other. Fifty feet away, a more than decent band played familiar cover tunes. It was the perfect amount of activity. Since the high season ended Labor Day, the beach was not crowded. Only one of the three beachfront bars were open which reduced the number of drunk beachgoers by a third. The island, ferry and beach is dog friendly as long as they’re leashed. Arden hates water but loves the sand where he digs like his life depends on it and then plops chest down in the hole he created to cool the sweat he’s worked up. The return ferry ride was a bit chilly but not enough to keep us from sitting on the open air top deck. The fresh air and darkness was meditative.
On Sunday, between Sam’s soccer game in Jamestown and Sylvia’s game in Providence, Arden and I went to Beavertail State Park that overlooks the Narragansett Bay. There are several grassy areas where regulars bring their lawn chairs to enjoy the park’s beauty and catch up with friends. At the very tip of the park, you look out and see nothing but water, waves and rock cliffs.
On Monday, Dan took Arden and I out for a morning sail that lasted almost three hours with a much better outcome than Gilligan and crew. It was an overcast morning and sprinkled a bit, but not enough to rush back to shore. From the boat, I could see the backs of many of the beautiful homes I walk by daily.
Another form of water that I’m experiencing in Rhode Island, is rain. It has rained all day which gives me time to catch up on blog posts. There seemed to be a break in the rain around 1 pm, but Arden and I didn’t make it around the block without needing an umbrella.
