Views near Golden Grove

We arrived at the house on Block Island on Thursday. The weather is sunny and so clear that America looks to be a mile or two away–not twelve. The wind is calm. Daffodils are out all over the island. There’s not a lot of activity in town, and where we live up at the end of Corn Neck Road, there’s hardly any. We’re the only ones here. Us, and all this ocean. It’s wonderful.

Last night we were awakened by a kind of thudding, and the windows rattled. The light from the lighthouse, which intemittently casts the windowframe in sharp relief against the opposite wall of the bedroom, seemed to be jumping around. “What’s that?” I asked Dan. Hailstorm? Earthquake? Armageddon?

“Fireworks,” he said.

I jumped up and looked out.

Fireworks. Glorious full-color fireworks in the sky over Sachem Pond.

It was 1:15 in the morning, and no one living on this end of the island but us.

 

Views near Golden Grove

With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain…

The storm moved onto the island a little before noon today. It’s blowing and pouring, battering at windows and roof. The US Weather Service is predicting sixty-mile-per-hour gusts. All the ferries today are canceled. We are snug inside and enjoying the show. But it does seem appropriate to post last night’s breathtaking sunset, unsettled and intimating a change in the weather.

5:40 pm

 

5:50pm

 

Views near Golden Grove

October 16, 2011. Sometime between when we left the house and when we lined up at the ferry terminal, this unlikely cloud formation appeared in the sky, lit from below by the setting sun. It seemed to forebode a serious change in the weather, but instead vanished within minutes, leaving no trace.

Views near Golden Grove

Monday, September 26, 2011 was a warm, sunny day on the island. But as the sun tilted down toward the west, the fog rolled in. It was thick on the north end of the island, surrounded by ocean as we are, but the sun peered wanly through the fog as it set over Great Salt Pond.

 

 

Views near Golden Grove

Yesterday afternoon the rain clouds rolled in. The wind picked up; the air smelled like the ocean. Thunder growled a warning. And then the rain broke loose. I closed the windows and kept working. After a while, the sky grew lighter, and when I looked up the sun was shining again, long, late afternoon golden light slanting through the pouring rain.

Wait a minute.

Late afternoon sunlight…in the pouring rain…

There must be a rainbow! A perfect end to this beautiful (Jewish) New Year’s day.

As if the rainbow weren’t enough, the sun put on a show too.

 

 

Views near Golden Grove

My friend Jennie is visiting me on Block Island today. It’s a work day. We’re both trying to get past some form of writers’ block on our novels. But that’s no reason not to take a walk on a beautiful day. Here is what it looked like from our beach this afternoon.