This is the view I had right outside our car in the “garage” deck of the ferry that would transport us to Nantucket.
I knew the ferry must be large in order to carry the cars, but I never thought there would be five 18-wheelers on the boat as well!
Here’s our dirty van right next to a lumber transport. Eric doesn’t understand why I took this picture let alone put it on the blog. But I was just so fascinated by all the commercial trucks that were on this two-and-a-half hour ferry ride. This is definitely one of the unique experiences we have had journeying to one of Mr. Basketmaker’s workshops.
And since many of you told me that I don’t post enough pictures of myself, here I am, on the top deck, donning giant sunglasses with the wind blowing my messy hair.
It was such a gorgeous day. Not too cold, not too hot. Perfect for a ferry ride to Nantucket.
Yesterday, I posted pictures of Eric in various “scenes” staged inside the Thomas Macy House, where we are staying. Here it is from the outside.
It’s the quintessential colonial home you would expect on Nantucket’s Main Street. How lucky am I to be the basketmaker’s wife right now? Pretty lucky…
And just a few minutes walk is the 1800 House, owned by the Nantucket Historical Society where Eric is holding his workshop.
Here’s a collection of his baskets on an old painted table. I love the aged plaster wall.
Here’s a couple of his students working on the Cottage Carrier basket.
Saturday and Sunday Eric has off so we did some exploring. One of our stops was at the Nantucket Basket Museum to see Eric’s basket on display.
Above is his “Morning Song” basket which I absolutely love. It was so beautiful there in the case, right when you walked in. Again, I’m one lucky girl to walk in on the arm of the artist who created this basket!