It smells like burnt toast.
And mildew.
It doesn't have enough "things to do."
(as if you would want more to do than sit around and read a book).
It's full of cars.
And jerks in silly clothes.
But its my favorite. Favorite. Favorite.
Pictured:
1. The boat at Something Natural. Docked in the correct spot for a midday cookie.
2. The window of the chapel in 'Sconset with mandatory hydrangea.
3. Sailboats.
4. A Provisions sandwich and a Nantucket Vineyards cranberry sangria. Perfect after a 3 mile walk.
5. The harbor from the ferry. Its a crime to leave when the sky is this blue.
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Thanks for memories.
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