Last week I had the chance to spend a few nights in Provincetown, MA and, despite some grey, wet weather, managed to walk miles and have a great time. I wrote about my public transportation journey to the Cape recently and invite you to read that post if only to learn about the $13 train … Continue reading Just the tip – recommendations for Provincetown.
If you’re fortunate, you might someday arrive at a place in life where your first response to an opportunity is no longer “Can I afford it?” Maybe your personal budget finally has a line-item for fun, adventure and improvements, however you choose to define that, and it’s no longer necessary to monitor each expenditure quite … Continue reading What’s it worth to you?
Friday night I slept in an air conditioned bedroom with a pond view. Last night’s sleep, when it finally came, was under a heavier quilt than I’ve used in months and with windows open wide. While there are still more hot days and humid nights to come, summer is definitely waning. The sunrises are later … Continue reading Summer blues
Summer, a season that I appreciate more each year. *Snakes, of which I’ve seen an inordinate number this year. For the most part they were small garter snakes, but I did see a brown green one at the Cape that came with some heft. *Seattle and San Francisco, a couple of cities which showed my … Continue reading S is for…
I’m renting the same Wellfleet house for the fifth consecutive year. Considering I could barely find it that first year because of its wildly remote location, this seems almost remarkable. I’m sleeping in a different bedroom this year, having given up my preferred ground floor accommodations for a room just one floor up, with a … Continue reading This year is different
Jeter had his first walk yesterday afternoon following our return from Wellfleet. Upon stepping outside he looked absolutely crushed to discover that he was no longer pond side. Same, buddy. Same.Decades after my first annual trip to Cape Cod, I still drive home feeling incredibly melancholy. A funk settles on me, different from the one … Continue reading Home. Again.
Our pond For the past four summers I’ve rented the same vacation house in Wellfleet. It is a place that must be experienced to be understood. I know, that sounds dramatic, doesn’t it? But, this comfortable and compact house, which sits on a gloriously private piece of property only accessible by the most rutted dirt … Continue reading Packing for the beach