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Cape Cod Sensuality

September 8, 2011

Moments of “less is more” in using words are of great importance. Bits of happiness and tragedy are captured in those moments. Poems are born in such moments. My desire to define the essence of my love for Cape Cod calls for such a moment.

I fell in love with the Southwest a decade ago and made Tucson my home, yet each summer I “go back home” to the Cape. The call of the Southwest and the call of Cape Cod divide my heart.

What is that call of the Cape made of?

For me it lies in the Cape’s sensuality. Yes, sensuality! Sensuality of the tastes and textures of the place. When I leave the Cape in a few weeks to answer the call of the Southwest, I know that I will also hear The Call of Cape Cod.

My bare feet will long for the silkiness of the beach sand

and the touch of frothy waves.

Eyes will miss the huddled boats in the harbor and the lonely ones

on the infinite ocean horizon.

Tongue will remember the bitter taste of the ocean water and the sweetness

of the native scallops.

Hands will not forget the roughness of the weathered shingles and the gentle touch

of white pine needles.

My heart will know how to answer that call….

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Copyright © 2011 by Alicja Mann.

Bourne Bridge to Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Cape Cod Window, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Cape Cod Shingles and Flowers - photo by Alicja Mann

Huddled Boats in Woods Hole, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Woods Hole Eel Pond, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Mermaid watching - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Old Silver Beach in North Falmouth, Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Beach Umbrella - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Lost in the Beach Sand & Crowded Shells - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photos by Alicja Mann

Joy of the Mermaids - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Little Mermaid - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Nature Art - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Seagull Watching - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Resting Kayaks - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Beach Dune - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Beach at Dusk - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Restaurant with the view - Falmouth, Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Tasty Native Scallops - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

After the Sunset at West Barnstable, Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

From Our Deck - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

White Pine - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Matt’s Hammock - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

Alicja’s shadow - Cape Cod, Massachusetts - photo by Alicja Mann

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Photos and text copyright © 2011 by Alicja Mann.

When Summer Ends on Cape Cod…

September 23, 2010

For most people on the Cape this summer ended on Labor Day, but according to Mother Nature on this year’s calendar it ends on the 22nd of September. In the past, while living on the Cape full time, I had my very own way of detecting the end of summer. It was always one of the last days of August, different days in different years, but the feeling was the same and I recall it well.

That end of summer for me would come on a warm, sunny day when trees looked royal with the sun’s golden touch. It was the day when I could detect that the sun’s warmth was different than on the day before — I could sense it with my skin. That warmth was not as intense, but soft and not reassuring of its arrival the next day. The air was a bit hazy and one could hear the characteristic insects’ buzz announcing the season’s change. I knew that the very next morning crisp air would arrive — autumn’s messenger. So I would sit for a while on my favorite rock in the yard near the house, wrapped in that soft warmth, and watch things around me. I would imagine leaves falling from the trees, cold winds blowing into the walls of our home, and snow covering the driveway. And I would become sad counting how many months would have to go by before another summer would arrive again.

Well, I do not feel that kind of sadness anymore since I have ‘my’ Tucson. As much as I love Cape Cod and as much as I know how charming the autumn can be here, the end of summer is my time to go southwest. And now comes a different type of sadness, sadness of parting with friends, sadness of saying good bye to things I love. But every departure has also the joy of arrival and I am looking forward to that.

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The last days of summer are quite special on the Cape. The weather is fine, flowers are still blooming, and beaches are spacious again.

Sporadic spells of cold and rain — a good reminder to prepare the house for the coming fall and winter days.

For me, who does not like cold weather and never really was able to learn to like it, it is a reminder of getting ready for departure to Tucson, a place where summer almost never ends.

So it is time to walk out of this house which will welcome warmly new winter tenants soon. It is time to say good bye to the woods and the neighbors.

Time for a farewell lunch at our favorite restaurant in North Falmouth with its Reuben sandwiches and great quahogs that I will miss greatly. A last photo opportunity for me and my son whose time is also divided — between Boston and Cape Cod.

Two people in front of the sign for The Silver Lodge, North Falmouth, Massachusetts

Finally it is time to cross the Bourne Bridge over the Cape Cod Canal (which separates the Cape from the main land) and ‘plow’ across this vast country — going west this time.

Bourne Bridge over the Cape Cod Canal, Massachusetts

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Copyright © 2010 by Alicja Mann


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