One Of My 6,977 Most Favorite Places On Earth

I have a lot of favorite places on Earth. 6,977,  apparently. And Watch Hill, Rhode Island is one of them.

Mistah and I were there recently with some of our lovely beach-loving friends, who do *not* include this boy and his dog, but they looked pretty cute together walking down the beach.

Ah yes, the quintessential Watch Hill lighthouse.

And the quintessential Watch Hill surf.

Part of our beloved bunch of beach-lovahs headed home (they did arrive at 10 a.m.) but a few of us got to stay for those magical afternoon hours, marked by that quintessential yellow light . . .

I was there . . .

. . . and Mr. OB was there . . .

. . . and Mistah was there.

Mistah also, apparently, took advantage of the time to practice his tai-chi moves . . .

. . . "Protect the heart" * . . .

. . . "hail the light" * . . .

. . . and "honor the sun." *

*they may have been a slightly less formal versions of tai-chi moves. Like "My shoulder hurts" and "So I was heading south" and "Look at that plane!"

It's always worth it to stay at the beach late -- if you don't get there at 10 a.m. (which we didn't), and if you're not freezing (which we were) -- because that whole late afternoon yadda yadda is pretty spectacular.

The Ocean House? Bathing in glory.

Pocahontas? Or, um, Sacajawea? Basking in the light.

And you know how I feel about that whole Watching The Sun Set Over Boats and Water thing. Watch Hill provides it in aces (which is even better than providing it in spades). Just have a look:

Sigh. Watch Hill is so awesome it may qualify for at least seven of my favorite 6,977 places on Earth.