A Sheldon Street Winter

So this blog is back on. Officially. I am making it UP-TO-DATE.

 

Sheldon Street, where I live!

So last weekend it actually snowed. All of Saturday - like big fluffy snowflakes that make your heart melt. After our usual kitchen conversations about having zip to do on the weekends, my roommates and I decided to take a magical snow-filled walk or something.We ended up at India Point Park, using an abandoned red sled to go down the hill. I wish my camera hadn't died because I should show you the insanely adorable antique shop we went into after that. Another post, another day. Or you could just come visit!

 

Oh yeah, we also decorated for Christmas. (Please notice the fake Tiffany chandelier in our living room.)

So it's been a while...

 So in a feeble effort to renew my investment in this blog, I'm going to share a few pictures from when my family came to visit in October. (November? I don't know.) I'm not going to add a lot because we have to ease back into this stuff, you know?

Picture 1: We stayed in this semi-seaside motel. It was super off season and rainy, so what might have been cheerfully decrepit normally was just decrepit.

 This is what they do in New England. Like all the time.

 God, New England, quit being this way.

We went to one of those don't take your shoes off beaches near Newport...

 So this dude was fishing on the coast off of the Newport cliffs. Super close to him was a homeless man lying on the rocks. A bunch of women in Calvin Klein and pearls were trying to determine if the homeless man was dead. I never found out.

Newport mansion! Girl, dosen't this look like Downton Abbey?

Surfers in October.