This weekend we're in Martha's Vineyard for a family reunion. I love being on the east coast. Whenever I get to travel back east, I always fantasize about living here ~ the seasons, the history, the architecture, the general feeling. There's something about it that makes our moderate climate and relatively short history seem so vanilla (this is not to say that I don't appreciate many aspects of living in California).
|Looking across the harbor|
Our family has a bit of history here.My great great great grandmother and grandfather bought a house in Edgartown in 1902 that was then passed along to my (accidentally typed "me" here - I wish!) great great grandmother, and stayed in the family until the 1980s. At different times throughout this period (and beyond) great aunts and grandmothers all lived on the island.
My great grandfather used to host spectacular family reunions, but the last one was held in 1985, the year before he passed away. For years we have been saying what a shame it is that we don't get together for these big reunions anymore. Well, my great aunt finally decided to take matters into her own hands and change that.
|The house on Tower Hill|
It just so happens that a friend of hers knows the gentleman that bought the house that was in our family for 80+ years. People talked, things happened, and he offered my aunt the house (along with another across the street) so that she could host our first reunion (other than weddings and funerals) in more than 25 years!
Needless to say, it is amazing to be out here, and more amazing than words can say to see our former family home. My aunt says that the master still smells like my great great grandmother! And aside from the fact that the house holds such history for us, it is absolutely beautiful!
|Quirky details from the mural in the dining room|
I'm loving the chance to be around family that I don't get to see very often, and getting a lot of details on our family history from my great aunt.