Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sunny, beautiful, brisk island of Nantucket! “Daffodil Day” week end here on that famous, wonderful island. Some might say the best in the Atlantic, Nantucket, a little rock out, oh, 27 nautical miles south/southeast of Hyannis where I write these simple words to you today. At 10:30 a.m., only two hours away, the children’s parade will march down Main Street in the historically rich downtown of the above mentioned hamlet, laden with cobblestones, gas lamps from the days of ‘yore and the famous white and grey buildings that take one back to the days when “…Paul Revere was ridin’ that horse all through town, firing off his gun, you know, warning the British that the Americans were comin’?” (credit the comic stylings of Sarah Palin, former Alaska Governor and Vice Presidential candidate 2008), yes, indeed, Nantucket!
A town that I still remember well, on this 25th day of April, 2015. A gorgeous one out there on the waters surrounding this tiny sand bar created 11,500 years ago by “the Last Great Ice Age”. My suggestion is to enjoy every moment of it, all of nature; wild and free, looking with real eyes into the deep, rich yellow of the Daffodil, a flower that represents the very first real sign of Spring. With Summer to follow, then Fall, Winter, and then well, you know, it’s Daffodil Day once again, God Willing…..
“Wish you were here…”
PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M