I went back home to the island this weekend and definitely brought the wrong kind of shoes. I had figured that I wouldn’t be out in nature much, as the weather was supposed to be on the wet side, but here I was out at American Camp in my heels.
Also I forgot that I’d be walking on quite a few docks with lots of cracks between the boards. Let’s just say I spent quite some time walking on my toes.
I decided to spend the afternoon out and about my neighborhood. Hit a couple of vintage shops and now I’m taking a break sitting outside a coffee shop reading my Dawn Powell novel and drinking chai. It’s a perfect afternoon.