We celebrated by spending the weekend in Little Compton, RI. We have been to Little Compton to go to the beach, but hadn’t really spent any time there or realized how quaint and adorable it was.
I was so impressed by our hotel room book selection. They had authors ranging from Oscar Wilde to Henry David Thoreau and James Patterson to Max Lucado. Andrew and I felt inspired to create a little book shelf in our guest room with equally diverse authors.
We went to the Sakonnet Vineyards winery and loved it! It was warm & cozy, the staff was super friendly, and we were the only ones there for the tour. We watched a video, toured the winery and then enjoyed a little tasting. It was great! We found the video and tour to be extremely informative and interesting. We learned so much about grapes and wine-making. Our favorite quote from the video was that the owners fell in love with Little Compton and said: “Little Compton looks like the Hamptons did 35 years ago.”
When we arrived back to the hotel we realized there was a GIANT pig in a pen next to the parking lot at the nearby house. It was definitely the biggest pig I have EVER seen. Loved being in a rural town.
Handsome Hubby. We walked to the beach behind the hotel. I wanted to see what a beach covered in snow looked like. We had no idea how cold it was or that the wind, which was at our back for the first half, was unbelievably cold and coming from the north.
We loved, loved, loved, Little Compton. It was so quaint and quintessential New England. We loved the colonial houses on rustic farms. We seeing kids playing hockey on frozen ponds. And driving around the commons which had a general store, family diner and white steeple church. Straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting.