Newport Shipyard

While slightly lost in the neighborhoods, I kept an eye out for houses and rooms for rent.  There was something haunting (in a lovely way) about this place, and realized what it reminded me of after I looked closer at my pictures.  The buildings loom up like old weathered ships, with strong masts tangled among ropes.  Surely each vessel has its own secrets of beauty and heartbreak, loss and discovery, greed and sacrifice, desertion and rescue, hate and love.  It seems possible that travelers could at any moment choose one and raise the anchor and sail away to adventure, adding to the unspoken tales.

 A ship cat keeps watch.

 Tiled floors scrubbed clean with sea water.

A house docked behind a twisty tree.

 Slightly oceanic looking plants, probably home to some city crabs.  Okay, bedtime for me.