Beavertail

Today was beautiful again, and very warm, so we undertook our most significant sojourn yet. The main destination was Beavertail State Park on Jamestown/Conanicut Island, but we had to make a stop on the way. Tomorrow is St. Joseph's Day, which is a big deal in Rhode Island and seems to be celebrated primarily by the mass consumption of delicious pastries called zeppole. So we visited Calvitto's Pizza and Bakery in South County for some pizza and a zeppola to split. Mmm. Rhode Island definitely gets some things very right.

Soon we were heading over the Jamestown-Verrazano* Bridge toward Beavertail. When we disembarked, the warmth was rather overridden by the wind. I tucked Madeline into her wrap, and she still displayed her not-uncommon skepticism about our plan.

But she became comfortable pretty quickly.

We clambered down onto the rocks, meandering away from the lighthouse and toward an area where I'd read it's possible to find trilobite fossils. Alas, we never found any.

As always, we attempted a family portrait.

We also explored tide pools. There were odd little shrimp or crayfish-type creatures swimming about.

When we were ready to climb back off the rocks and onto the hilltop path, we instead stumbled across a sort of mini-ravine with a waterfall.

Madeline was awake for most and calm for all of our adventuring. But when we returned to the car, her mood started to change. She didn't erupt, though ...

... yet. She saved her expressions of displeasure for five minutes down the road. I pulled over at Mackerel Cove Beach, where Summer executed both a diaper change and a feeding. The locale was more glamorous than, e.g., the Thayer Street area in Providence, if not entirely welcoming.

When we were finally home after sitting in rush hour traffic, Madeline's energy level remained high.

She's eaten again. Now it's 8, so we're overdue for a feeding ourselves. Time to order in, I think.