Island Light: Sitting Still
Quiet perch at water's edge.
Quiet perch at water's edge.
Model boat regatta and a captain of all.
Model boat regatta and a captain of all.
Cooling down, the Island way.
Cooling down, the Island way.
Sunday on Circuit avenue.
Sunday on Circuit avenue.
Vintage refill at DeBettencourt's filling station.
Vintage refill at DeBettencourt's filling station.
Red, white and blue.
Red, white and blue.
Marta Silva stops to smell the roses.
Marta Silva stops to smell the roses.
Gifts and souvenirs?
Gifts and souvenirs?
Harbor view between the masts.
Harbor view between the masts.
Sign of the 2020 season at Red Beach.
Sign of the 2020 season at Red Beach.
Wind power used as a dryer.
Wind power used as a dryer.
Colorful umbrellas brighten State Beach.
Colorful umbrellas brighten State Beach.
Kayaks at the ready.
Kayaks at the ready.
Tubby Medeiros casts his eye around Tashmoo landing.
Tubby Medeiros casts his eye around Tashmoo landing.
Stuck in time.
Stuck in time.
Hydrangeas speak of Island summers.
Hydrangeas speak of Island summers.
Like a bird on a wire.
Like a bird on a wire.
Whisper.
Whisper.
East Chop Gems at rest in Oak Bluffs harbor.
East Chop Gems at rest in Oak Bluffs harbor.
Equus at night.
Equus at night.
"I just loved sitting still," the narrator of Barbara Kingsolver's book, The Bean Tree, says at one point; and that's the way it is at the beach. With the swirl of others around you, sitting still at a Vineyard beach is a powerful restorative; one leaves regretfully, but renewed.