By this point in the summer, Newport would already have been a beehive of activity–from large fund raisers to music festivals to sailing regattas –and house guests galore. But this is a different summer in tone and mood, a “getting along” season as I’m calling it, holding one’s breath and trying to remember to exhale. However, it’s still our beloved Newport, as pictured here. These images I’m sharing came to mind in no particular order, making them all the more genuine for their spontaneity.
Blue skies punctuated with dramatic white clouds…
and green lawns sweeping down to the water’s edge.
Misty morns and foggy afternoons.
Iconic old homes, passing on to the second generation.
Hydrangeas, in all the colors imaginable.
Garden gates and estate gates.
Bellevue avenue “gas” lamps.
Grand, majestic trees of all ages.
Gatehouses and stables.
Gardens that inspire.
And one day, a friend’s dearly departed brother’s initial in the sky.
Despite the challenges facing us, summer in Newport has been the welcome panacea we all anticipate. Hope you are staying safe and sane…