So I went out to the Hamptons this weekend. We're just killing time until New Years Eve, you know? It's so different being out there in the winter than in the summer. I have so many great summer memories of being there -I've gone with Riley every summer for the past 7 years or so. We always bring friends, mates, etc. We went to the beach a couple of times, the first time it was over 50 degrees, misty, and foggy beyond belief. There was no horizon, sky was totally grey and looking down the coastline, it faded off into nothingness. Water was grey and chopy, the sand wasn't disturbed, it was beautiful. The photograph below doesn't begin to capture it, but I wanted to remember that moment. We went again this morning and it was sunny and colder but equally beautiful. I wouldn't have traded growing up on an island, being right next to the ocean, always a minute away from a beach, for anything else. The other photo is from the drive home tonight, we saw a complete sunset that seemed to last an entire hour. My head is a little fuzzy right now, like the beach photo, but it'll clear up, just like sky did.
Oh, and I collected small smooth white stones with gorgeous white/clear lines on the surface. There were thousands on the seashore, but I felt drawn to these particular ones. Walking back to the car, I found this half-shell mostly buried in the sand, but I got it out and it was a perfect lil' home for my rockies.
Song of the weekend: Patty Griffin "One Big Love"
