The days remaining here are few. Soon, the summer-like weather will be replaced by the biting cold of the last month of the New England winter. I am already missing this place - the last trip to the market, the last lunch, the last swim, the last breakfast outside on the patio wearing almost nothing in the pre-dawn warmth - okay, sorry, too much information..........The image above is one of my favorite spots on the property. It's on the edge of the grass in the shade of a tall coconut palm tree. I'd rather relax here than on the sand because the different chaise lounges for the pool and grass areas are more comfortable for me than the hard white plastic chaise lounges designated for use on the sand. Amy, on the other hand, prefers being on the sand - in sickness and health, till death, or beach chairs, do us part.....
It isn't often but, sometimes they turn on the sprinklers to keep the green grass green. Usually, it rains often enough to not need artificial watering. I am told by locals that in July and August it rains A LOT and the mosquitoes are happy - the tourists, not so much.
One of the tourist charter catamarans heads back toward the harbor entrance after an afternoon sail. There are perhaps a half dozen large catamaran-type commercial sail boats that seem to have a steady stream of business. I see them going in and out the channel every day.
Two friends hanging out at the pool enjoying the warmth of weather and friendship. Soon they both head back to New England - one to Maine, the other to Massachusetts. I think they'll have to pack away those hats for a while when they get home.
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