Several years ago, following a visit to the biennial flower garden show in Stonington, Reba uttered those fatal words, “If one of these houses on the water ever comes on the market, we should buy it. I’d like to have a seaside garden.”
We took a short cruise—four days, Stonington to Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket, and back—on the elegant sailboat Whisper.
The moat of the Tower of London is a river of red poppies, a startling sight.
Fishers Island is an eight mile sliver, a mile or so wide, off the coast of Eastern Connecticut, and across the sound from our house. It’s been summer home to Eastern Establishment families since before the turn of the 20th century.
We saw two beautiful exhibits at the National Gallery in Washington: “Degas/Cassatt” and “Andrew Wyeth: Looking Out, Looking In.”
We made a quick trip to visit two museums.