I have seen this Friendship sail by hundreds of times and it still takes my breath away. To imagine that this very scene played out over 100 years ago, that people sat where I sit and saw it just as it is today is both reassuring and humbling. Our oldest island friends gathered on our deck this evening for another rollicking time. Grateful for all the years we've shared. Grateful for still being here in this magical place.
A squall blew through fast and furiously about an hour ago, just as I was finishing this painting of the Little's laundry left on the line. It's been so hot, all the doors and windows were wide open. Water was everywhere before I had a chance to close them all. Oh what a relief it is. Everything is drying out including the air. It was a welcome reminder that things change fast around here, and we are not in charge.