Visiting Martha's Vineyard

But he's got high hopes
He's got high hopes
He's got high apple pie in the sky hopes

Oops there goes another la la la la

This song popped into my head yesterday morning and I could remember the melody but the lyrics were just floating around with lots of missing words. Especially when I got to the Oops there goes another part. All day long, I'd start singing it, then come to that last part and could not remember what the thing is that goes. I decided I'd give myself 24 hours, then look it up. I never would have gotten it right. Here are the lyrics ...

High Hopes (sung by Frank Sinatra)

Next time you're found, with your chin on the ground
There's a lot to be learned, so look around!
Just what makes that little old ant
Think he'll move that rubber tree plant?
Anyone knows an ant can't
Move a rubber tree plant!

But he's got high hopes, he's got high hopes;
He's got high apple pie in the sky hopes.
So any time you're getting low, instead of letting go,
Just remember that ant!
Oops! There goes another rubber tree plant!
Oops! There goes another rubber tree.....
Oops! There goes another rubber tree plant!

When troubles call, and your back's to the wall,
There's a lot to be learned; that wall could fall!
Once there was a silly old ram,
Thought he'd punch a hole in a dam.
No one could make that ram scram!
He kept butting that dam!

'Cause he had high hopes, he had high hopes:
He had high apple pie in the sky hopes.
So any time you're feeling bad, instead of feeling sad,
Just remember that ram!
Oops! There goes a billion kilowatt dam!
Oops! There goes a billion kilowatt....
Oops! There goes a billion kilowatt dam!


Now that I've gotten that out of my system, back to our New England trip. Our first full day on Cape Cod, we took the ferry from Woods Hole to Martha's Vineyard ...

It was a little overcast and the skies occasionally looked stormy, but the weather was good and the cool temperatures (60s and 70s compared to 100s in Phoenix) were so pleasant ...

On the island, we took a quick tour of an alpaca farm. They are bred specifically for the fiber they produce to create woven and knitted items like sweaters and scarves and gloves. The fiber is spun into yarn and is incredibly soft.

I guess sitting around growing your hair is excruciatingly boring -- caught this one yawning big time ...

Check out the weird mop of hair on this one laying with the babies ...

Here's the skein of yarn I purchased in their shop to make myself a pair of fingerless gloves ...

In Oak Bluffs, we enjoyed a street fair, had lunch at Island Bar & Grill, then slurped down some large homemade ice cream cones ...

One of the fun, fairytale features of Oak Bluffs is the gingerbread houses. I could see myself renting one of these, sitting on the porch, knitting, reading and drinking coffee 'til the alpacas come home ...

These beautiful hydrangeas were along the fence in one of the yards ...

It was a beautiful day riding the ferry back and forth and wandering the island. I have High Hopes that we'll do this again someday. And will pass along one little tidbit of caution picked up at the alpaca farm ...