Island Mother’s Day
Photographs and story by Useppa Gin
An island Mother’s Day is different from one on the mainland. There is a more relaxed pace. On Saturday a morning sail or baking cookies and making cards for moms at Miss Ginny’s set the tone. On Sunday it began for three generations with a visit to the grotto at the southern tip of the island, the grandfather having spent his own childhood here. For others it started with a walk down the airstrip. A mother, daughter, and son-in-law sipping coffee while their third generation was home still asleep. The Sellers went for a golf cart ride with their German Shepherd Sally.
At 11:30 a festive brunch was served at the Collier with complimentary mimosas for moms — casual seating outside on the patio or relaxed inside dining. Music in the background, children jumped in and out of the pool. One father was in charge of his two little ones, mom given a bit of time off. Usually those Sunday roles are reversed with mom and two toddler girls in the water and dad on the tennis court. Boats kept coming and going in the Marina, members arriving for lunch or residents off to go fishing. Friends with a long afternoon and no responsibilities played croquet on the lawn. Children on the beach played in soft, lapping waves. Grownups napped under a cabana’s shade. Mother’s Day on Useppa.
