On a certain day in the month of June the Earth’s axis tilts the most toward the sun than it will the entire year. Only an instant in time, this solstice symbolizes the beginning of the best season in New England. Your wardrobe sheds the wooly sweaters and you dig up your canvas beach tote that is still graced with last year’s sand. Your weekends in the city become limited because you’re jaunting off to fun-filled weekends at the beach. Soon enough, your skin is brown and your hair is lighter. Back in reality on Monday, your car ride to the office become a vessel of day dreams as you imagine yourself to Newport, a crisp, cold glass of Sauvignon Blanc in hand, about to devour a Matunuck oyster doused in lemon juice and Tabasco. Yes, the summer in Newport is the best season.
