Happy New Year! The Christmas holidays are a busy time for our family. Of course, there's Christmas and New Year's day, but there also is TSO's and my wedding anniversary on December 30th, as well as Christina's birthday on January 7th. With all of that now behind me, I can return to writing about life in Sandwich, as well as Massachusetts at large.
I adore the Cape. With the passage of time, I like it more and more. As for Massachusetts at large, the passage of time has caused me to like it less and less. This has come as quite a shock for me. After all, I always believed there was so much to love about the Commonwealth. I now realize that what I really love about Massachusetts is its role in the formation of our country -- the Mayflower, Thanksgiving, that glorious 18th century hotbed of liberty (or sedition, depending on your point of view, of course) known as Boston, my dear John Adams, the oldest written state constitution still in effect, things of that nature. Twenty-first century day-to-day reality is a different story. This topic is for another post.
In the late 90s, I began watching a British sitcom on a Philadelphia PBS station. The program was called "As Time Goes By," and it starred Dame Judi Dench as Jean Pargetter and Geoffrey Palmer as Lionel Hardcastle, a couple somewhere between middle and early old age, who were reunited after a decades-long separation, which began when Lionel went off to fight in the Korean War. At some point, Jean and Lionel reunited in London and later wound up with a second home in the country that came with a housekeeper named Mrs. Bale, who had a "Plantagenet face" and was obsessed with the shipping and weather forecasts. Anyway, one of Mrs. Bale's quirks was to repeat the shipping and weather forecasts, as well as the times of high and low tides, when she entered the room.
It seems that, I too, have someone in my life who is obsessed with the tides -- my spouse. Just like Mrs. Bale, TSO is prone to announcing, on a daily basis, the time of low tide and high tide. As high tide approaches, he walks down the street to Craven's Landing to check it out, and he walks along the beach during low tide. Hence, I call him Mr. Bale.
Craven's Landing at High Tide (Mr. Bale Was Right There For It!) |
Craven's Landing at Low Tide (Mr. Bale Was Right There For It!) |
As our wedding anniversary approached, I was hard-pressed to determine what kind of gift to give him. The Giants of Sandwich helped me out in that regard. When we rode around that night, looking at the Giants, we, of course, came across Old Man Winter. I looked at the storefront underneath it and saw a sign that read "The Weather Store." Aha! I decided to check out the shop when the time came.
The Weather Store Sandwich, Massachusetts |
Sure enough, I was able to find a beautiful tide clock at the store! Perfecto mundo!!
The Tide Clock on our Wall |
To celebrate our anniversary, Mr. Bale and I spent the weekend at the Dan'l Webster Inn & Spa in Sandwich. First things first, he LOVED his tide clock, which now hangs on the wall in our beach house.
Dan'l Webster Inn & Spa Sandwich, Massachusetts |
TSO Sitting at the Desk |
The Sitting Area |
Belfry Inn & Bistro Sandwich, Massachusetts |
Belfry Inn Friday Room |
Dan'l Webster Inn & Spa Conservatory Dining Room Sandwich, Massachusetts |
Happy Anniversary! I didn't know tides had clocks. No wonder Jim is mesmerized. Nice room. It has a Sea Captain vibe. Love you!
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