My best friend and her family have been taking yearly trips to Block Island since before she was born, and two summers ago I got to accompany them. It is a small island, 13 miles off the coast of Rhode Island, filled with tall golden grass and hidden tidal inlets. These are postcards I made of scenes from that trip, so I can always remember the week I spent with my friend and her family on the island we made our clubhouse.
This one’s of the Block Island Ferry, the primary method of getting to the island.
Lobster buoys at Finn’s.
The island is shaped like a pork chop, and at the northern tip there is a place called Sandy Point where the land comes to a point and disappears into the ocean.
Some 28 miles of walking trails crisscross the 10-square-mile island.
The Manisses Animal Farm is home to an emu, a few llamas and mini horses, and a one-eyed zedonk (half zebra, half donkey!).
The Old Town Inn, built in 1825.
There are some trails that lead you right out to the top of huge bluffs overlooking the sea. My friend, her younger brother, and I found one such trail near where we were staying and followed it to a little inlet called Black Rock Beach. Every time we went, we had the beach all to ourselves. It became our very own Moonrise Kingdom/ Terabithia/ Wonderland. ♦
Emily Clark lives in Oak Park, Illinois. She is a senior in high school with an irrational love of fish and little watercolor landscapes.