“Sun is shining. Weather is sweet. Make you wanna move your dancing feet.”
This morning’s weather is the same as yesterday’s, cloudy and damp. I just hope the day turns as lovely as yesterday’s did. ‘Tis the season of pine pollen which now covers everything, including my car. I have to clean my windshield so I can see before I drive. The deck too is covered in lime green, a Popsicle lime green.
Lots of people around this weekend. Even the summer church is open. My breakfast place had a line outside the door by the time I left. We generally figure the tourist season officially opens around the 4th of July. I’ll have to get my hunting license before then (okay, I’m kidding). The Cape Times says bookings are up from last year: oh hooray! more people filling the roads and stores. It seems I’m getting into my summer siege mentality early this year. Good thing the library is so close.
When I was growing up, my family used to spend a day at the beach most summer weekends. We’d go north to Gloucester. I think my dad wanted to keep us away from Revere Beach which still had its boardwalk and its rides. I remember coming home from visiting my grandparents and seeing the top of the roller coaster from the road. It was the highest hill, and the white rails were easy to see. When I was in high school, my friends and I would sometimes go to Revere Beach and spend the evening on the rides and walking around eating fried dough and sausage subs with peppers and onions. The boardwalk was filled with people, most of them eating something. Neon signs lit the night. The beach was right across the street. It was usually moonlit and lovely.
When I was really young, lots of my family would go to Revere Beach together for the day. My parents and my aunts and uncles took turns watching us kids while the other adults slipped across the street to a boardwalk bar. We didn’t care. We didn’t even notice. Mostly I remember the gray sea wall, blankets and towels spread on the sand, pails and shovels to make castles and picnic baskets to rummage through. On the way home, those baskets were still filled but not with food. They carried shells and driftwood and all the other treasures we’d found.
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May 29, 2011 at 11:21 am
oh the inconveniences of living in paradise!
So sorry to see all the storms heading your way today,
we are enjoying our 3rd rain free day, the back yard swamp maybe drying out a bit!!! Memories of childhood become better and better the older we get, it seems. Thank you ever so much for sharing yours with all of us, you remind me to take time to remember mine and to make my children’s lives better for their memories as well. xoxoxoxox
May 29, 2011 at 8:46 pm
splendid,
Paradise gets pretty filled all summer.
It looks as if we may miss those storms though my grass could actually use it.
I am so lucky that my childhood was embedded in my memory drawers. I know I’ve forgotten so much but some stuff just shines like a neon light.
I know you have make great memories for your kids.
May 29, 2011 at 11:45 am
Much the same wether over here today. Every now and again a shower passes by too, mostly when I´ve decided that it was time for a walk 🙂
We were also at the beach every weekend, either at the ocean or by the lake at out summer house. We usually went to the kiosk to buy an ice cream and perhaps a soda or two 🙂 and we too always had sea shells with us home 🙂
There is an amusement park in Gothenburg but it was to expensive just to go there to often. But when we did we always bought a hot dog with mashed potatoes. Rarely we had hamburgers and fries. This was before the first McDonalds came to town. Now days we have them and Burger King and Max (our own fast-food chain), but still many of us prefer to go to pour local hot dog stand to buy a hot dog with bread and mashed potatoes 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
May 29, 2011 at 8:48 pm
Christer,
The sun came out in the afternoon and gave us a pleasant day. People were out all over-the roads were filled. You’d think they were giving something away free at the dump for the numbers of cars.
We never have hot dogs with mashed potatoes. Here we buy the hot dog on a bun and if we order any potatoes with it, they are French fries.
We used to have carnivals come through town. Their rides were pretty cheap.
May 29, 2011 at 3:37 pm
It isn’t raining yet, so back to Comerica for the make up game at 7.10….Bengal mania
May 29, 2011 at 8:49 pm
My Dear Hedley,
I am watching the game now. I was glad they were able to start it. It’s the bottom of the third.
Hope it doesn’t rain.
May 29, 2011 at 3:39 pm
I’m not sure how far you are from the Kennedy Compound but when Bobby was killed I was a staffer on his campaign committe in DC and was asked to drive a truck up there with hundreds of portraits from artists all over the world. My girl friend who was also my college roomate asked for a jar of sand from the beach there. While getting it packed I saw Ethel Kennedy watching me and felt obligated to tell her of my girl friends requests. She looked at me strangely and all I could think to do was laugh.
May 29, 2011 at 8:56 pm
Z&Me,
I am about 20 minutes or a bit more away. The area is on the other side of Hyannis from me.
That was a great story. I’m sure sand was the least thing on Ethel’s mind.
May 29, 2011 at 6:45 pm
1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZWWEHAswpFI
2. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XoCAvPzcMWk
Cheers
May 29, 2011 at 8:54 pm
Minicapt,
I love the first song, and this is an entirely different interpretation for me mainly, I think, because of the many voices. Great pictures accompanied it.
The second had my foot tapping. The chorus I figured out, but I just enjoyed the rest of it without knowing what they were singing. It didn’t matter.
May 30, 2011 at 8:37 am
Hi Kat,
We usually spent our beach time at the lake. A few times during the summer we would go to Nahant beach or Wingaersheek. The best times were Plum Island. Freezing cold water but we got to go clamming and that was great fun. I still love to go to Plum Island to the reservation side as I am a birdwatcher and that’s a great place for birds.
May 30, 2011 at 10:52 am
Hi Caryn,
We too went to Wingaersheek Beach. I used to love it when the tide was out so we could swim in the warm tidal pools. I used to walk around the rocks bordering the channel. I can’t even count the number of times we went there.
Once in a while we went to a lake, but we never went to Plum Island-I wonder why.
I used to love clamming with my father. He’d watch to make sure I wasn’t a maniac with the clamming rake. When we got home, he, my sister and I would slop down those delicious steamers. My mother was thoroughly disgusted and refused to watch.