MV Obsession

My obsession with Martha's Vineyard.. phototography..genealogy and life in general and this and that…


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Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Fountains and Sprinklers…

Ocean Park – Martha’s Vineyard
Bryant Park – New York City
Metropolitan Museum of Art – New York City

https://nowathome.wordpress.com/2020/09/25/cees-black-white-photo-challenge-fountains-and-sprinklers/


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Thursday’s Special: Pick a Word…

The prompt is: It’s time for another Pick a Word themed challenge. As usual you get four words to choose from.

The words are: Marsh – Stately – Shack – Scarlet. I decided to do all four.

Marsh

Stately (Newport, RI – the Breakers mansion)

Shack

Scarlet

https://nowathome.wordpress.com/2020/09/03/thursdays-special-pick-a-word/


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Photo A Day Challenge: Inspired By Song…

The song is: ‘Never Been Gone’ by Carly Simon.

Every trip I make to Martha’s Vineyard this song plays in my head when I’m on the ferry because I truly feel like I’ve never been gone. Carly Simon actually wrote ‘Never Been Gone’ on the ferry Islander on her way home to the Vineyard 🙂

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https://citysonnet.wordpress.com/2018/09/01/september-photo-a-day-challenge/


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80 Years Ago…

80 years ago today on June 27, 1936 my parents Maude Louise Littlefield and Joseph Albert (Al) Freeman were married in Baltimore, MD.  They sort of eloped although apparently everyone knew.  Sadly there are no wedding pictures although in my minds eye I have created one.

These are my parents on their 25th anniversary in 1961 and their 30th in 1966

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And here, for your enjoyment (I hope) the story of my mother’s engagement ring.

This is the beach in Oak Bluffs, this is where we always went when I was growing up. I remember one time in particular when I was there with my parents when I was about three or four years old.

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After playing in the water with my dad and digging in the sand with my mom we started gathering up our blanket and things to leave. All of a sudden my mother gasped and yelled for my father… “my diamond ring is gone” she said in alarm. My dad immediately took charge of the situation by telling me NOT to move, just stay put.  I quickly rushed over to the people nearby and told them my mother had just lost her ring in the sand and my father was going to find it. So much for listening. They, along with other beach goers who had heard me, started to get up to help my father look for the ring. “No” he said.. “don’t walk on the sand, if the sand is disturbed any further the ring will sink lower, I think I might have only one chance to find it.” We all held our breaths as he surveyed the situation and then after what seemed like an eternity (especially to me who was staying still) he scooped up a handful of sand. Miraculously there, shining out from the sand was my mothers diamond engagement ring.

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I’m still amazed that he found it, how did he know where to look, how had my running through the sand not made it sink lower. I’m sure that ring was being watched over somehow.

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