Every year, Albert and I look forward to spending a long weekend on Block Island with our gracious hostess the Contessa at her Casa Plumb.
Have you been to Block Island recently? If yes, then you know what I’m talking about. If you haven’t been, believe me, it’s a whale of an adventure getting there to get some peace on this little piece of terra firma in the middle of the Atlantic. As it turns out, getting there is only half of the adventure and every year our visit to Block Island comes with all of our great expectations.
Alfresco dining with a toast to the mango sunset, a spectacular sunrise with the Casa Island brew. The uniquely fresh fragrance brought in on an ocean breeze after a storm, collecting wildflowers and peacocks feathers on the hills. Did I say Peacock Feathers? Yep! I said peacock feathers. As it turns, there’s a flock of them visiting Casa Plumbs’ greens. Walking the hills, I felt like singing songs from the Sound of Music.
I think that I most cherish the pleasure of seeing Albert running along the shoreline chasing the waves and ogling the rest of the pups of all ages, sizes and breeds on parade around us. Enjoying and sharing smoked blue fish and homegrown snap peas together. But, here’s the best – capturing Albert’s quiet moment…A comfort visit to his past flirt, Kitty Carlisle….The Cat’s Meow.
Yes Indeed…Albert and his Mistress Dig Block Island!
