Whiling Away the Hours

Sometimes, walking while talking on the phone makes my brain function a little better and the conversation flow a little smoother, and before I know it, I've walked a couple of miles. And, with my hands-free gear, I can also grab a few photos along the way. Nothing terribly new here - same path, different day, different light.



The Vincent House, widely acknowledged to be the oldest house on Martha's Vineyard. The town clock tower a-top the Beautiful Old Church of Whaling Days is to its rear, over on Main Street. These fruit trees will be popping into bloom imminently.

Sheriff's Meadow field - the spot-free sky confirming yesterday's dust-removal victory.







Town wharf, with fishing gear stowed and nary a soul. 
Remnants of by-gone days.

The scallopers are also packed up for the season.

I did discover one new thing - the recently revamped Edgartown Yacht Club now includes a public observation deck, part of Edgartown's ongoing plan to ensure that our harbor and its views are open to all. 



A seagull's-eye view.

Washashore

(above) Ramol(below) A sign for our time.