Monday, September 8, 2008
I just got back from a terrific weekend in Sag Harbor, out on Long Island, with my friend Stuart. It was kind of a last-minute trip, and really welcome and needed, especially since I didn’t get away for Labor Day. Stuart has a beautiful house out there.
On Saturday we cooked and ran errands and even went out to the beach to watch the big gray waves from Tropical Storm Hanna crashing in. The sky was very dramatic -- layers and layers of clouds, all moving very quickly -- but the storm never turned into much. We had quite a bit of rain, but away from the beach it wasn’t especially windy.
Sunday was gloriously sunny, and we walked through town, went down to the wharf to look at the yachts, and I even went running. (I only went about four miles and that nearly killed me, so clearly I’ve fallen somewhat out of shape. Back on the treadmill!)
It was such a great weekend that I’m sorry to be home. And that’s rare for me -- usually I’m happy to get back to my routines!
When I was in downtown Sag Harbor a couple of years ago, I took photos of some seashells lined up on a windowsill. They’re all still there, as you can see from the photos above, from this weekend. Makes me wonder how long they’ve been there, weathering like that!