Summer's almost over. It's sad, isn't it? Makes you want to - I don't know - reach out and hold it back.
Labor Day is upon us, and while it is a great long weekend, it also officially the end of the summer. I finished it off in style though with a trip out to The Cape (or The Cod, for those in the know!) The plans for this weekend have been a bit up in the air for the last few days with the promise (or threat) of Hurricane Earl blowing in off the Atlantic. I had been wondering where I was living, temperatures of 102F and hurricanes in September… for a few freaky days I have been thinking I was back in Houston, TX! I think I scared myself even more by referring to it as “…back home…” today! By the time the storm actually hit it had been downgraded to a tropical storm and in true form was a bit of wind and rain for an hour or so overnight. For all their snow and ice, and being able to deal with severe winter storms I have to say there was a lot of New England fuss over nothing this time. This does mean I did get a day out in Plymouth (of rock fame) and Falmouth.
The drive out took longer than I thought. When I started planning the trip (pre-storms) I was thinking everyone would be heading out to The Cape on Friday night after work- thus, I planned to leave on Saturday after brunch, thinking I would miss the traffic. Unfortunately, over the last few days everyone had left, boarded up houses, pulled boats out the harbor and placed sandbags in all the necessary places (what were these people doing- everyone knows all you need in colander, a cork screw and few good bottles of white… J)nonetheless, preparations had been made and houses vacated. So, by 11am this morning when I was thinking of leaving, so was everyone else. The storm had gone and they wanted to get home and enjoy the rest of the holiday weekend. Traffic, tailbacks and queues…
Falmouth is a relative small town of about 30,000 people, and I have say I could quite happily make it 30,001 and move there, but it really would take me far too long to get to work of a morning. It is a very cute and quaint town, surrounded by water on two sides and incredibly picturesque and charming. Even today with slightly rougher seas and the occasional guest of wind the inlets, bays and beaches looked inviting (not enough to get me in a swimsuit and sitting on the sand, but enough for a wistful glance). The Main Street has the usual assortment of gift shoppes, Old World Pubs and the churches overlooking the park, but today the perfect weather, the blue skies and the cute charm made it a place you wanted to linger over an ice cream and people watch for a whole afternoon- alas it was not to be. The drive back to Boston, despite the extra time I had allowed, was as I had expected and over much faster. While people were in a hurry to get out there this morning the prospect of not needing to be back at work until Tuesday was keeping people out there all weekend. I will say that I am glad I’m not heading back to town then!
Sunday was a very definitive autumnal morning. I was out running, the air was clear and crisp, and refreshingly pleasant, and a very few of the leaves in the park were starting to turn a shade of yellow, and orange. Only hints and small touches at the minute, horse chestnut trees with conkers starting to drop to the ground, dewy sparkle in the grass, the later sunrises, “jet planes meeting in the air to be refueled..” well no, not that, but it really did feel as though there should be- do planes even do that anymore?
By the afternoon the sun was heating through and it turned out to be a great day. So much so that I headed out to do some shopping, where I was accosted by a very strange lady who insisted on asking me questions all about I store I hadn’t been to, and then making completely random comments about Boston! Apparently, and I wish someone had told me this before, people who live in Boston never shop there, and no-one lives close to Fenway Park. I’m fairly sure I have never been called a liar by a stranger in the street before. All part of exciting experiences! I did procure some very nice cookies tho, before making a quick escape.
And now, off to see a movie before it gets dark!
Labor Day is upon us, and while it is a great long weekend, it also officially the end of the summer. I finished it off in style though with a trip out to The Cape (or The Cod, for those in the know!) The plans for this weekend have been a bit up in the air for the last few days with the promise (or threat) of Hurricane Earl blowing in off the Atlantic. I had been wondering where I was living, temperatures of 102F and hurricanes in September… for a few freaky days I have been thinking I was back in Houston, TX! I think I scared myself even more by referring to it as “…back home…” today! By the time the storm actually hit it had been downgraded to a tropical storm and in true form was a bit of wind and rain for an hour or so overnight. For all their snow and ice, and being able to deal with severe winter storms I have to say there was a lot of New England fuss over nothing this time. This does mean I did get a day out in Plymouth (of rock fame) and Falmouth.
The drive out took longer than I thought. When I started planning the trip (pre-storms) I was thinking everyone would be heading out to The Cape on Friday night after work- thus, I planned to leave on Saturday after brunch, thinking I would miss the traffic. Unfortunately, over the last few days everyone had left, boarded up houses, pulled boats out the harbor and placed sandbags in all the necessary places (what were these people doing- everyone knows all you need in colander, a cork screw and few good bottles of white… J)nonetheless, preparations had been made and houses vacated. So, by 11am this morning when I was thinking of leaving, so was everyone else. The storm had gone and they wanted to get home and enjoy the rest of the holiday weekend. Traffic, tailbacks and queues…
Falmouth is a relative small town of about 30,000 people, and I have say I could quite happily make it 30,001 and move there, but it really would take me far too long to get to work of a morning. It is a very cute and quaint town, surrounded by water on two sides and incredibly picturesque and charming. Even today with slightly rougher seas and the occasional guest of wind the inlets, bays and beaches looked inviting (not enough to get me in a swimsuit and sitting on the sand, but enough for a wistful glance). The Main Street has the usual assortment of gift shoppes, Old World Pubs and the churches overlooking the park, but today the perfect weather, the blue skies and the cute charm made it a place you wanted to linger over an ice cream and people watch for a whole afternoon- alas it was not to be. The drive back to Boston, despite the extra time I had allowed, was as I had expected and over much faster. While people were in a hurry to get out there this morning the prospect of not needing to be back at work until Tuesday was keeping people out there all weekend. I will say that I am glad I’m not heading back to town then!
Sunday was a very definitive autumnal morning. I was out running, the air was clear and crisp, and refreshingly pleasant, and a very few of the leaves in the park were starting to turn a shade of yellow, and orange. Only hints and small touches at the minute, horse chestnut trees with conkers starting to drop to the ground, dewy sparkle in the grass, the later sunrises, “jet planes meeting in the air to be refueled..” well no, not that, but it really did feel as though there should be- do planes even do that anymore?
By the afternoon the sun was heating through and it turned out to be a great day. So much so that I headed out to do some shopping, where I was accosted by a very strange lady who insisted on asking me questions all about I store I hadn’t been to, and then making completely random comments about Boston! Apparently, and I wish someone had told me this before, people who live in Boston never shop there, and no-one lives close to Fenway Park. I’m fairly sure I have never been called a liar by a stranger in the street before. All part of exciting experiences! I did procure some very nice cookies tho, before making a quick escape.
And now, off to see a movie before it gets dark!
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