The towns surrounding Scituate are very familiar to us, but we still like to go see if they look the same. The Voyage in Humarock is a yummy breakfast spot, so we took a drive down there. We arrived before they opened, so we ventured over to Marshfield Hills to poke around the General Store. It is always a nice stop, and Stacey has never left empty-handed.
We then took a stroll along Humarock Beach. It was 68 and sunny, which is perfection in my eyes. I was a little disappointed not to discover a single piece of seaglass. I suspect the rocks and the waves of the open ocean hide and wash the seaglass away here on this exposed beach head. There is certainly no shortage of rocks along this portion of the coast.
Stacey sure loves her a beach walk!
Our walk along Humarock was brief but sweet. I took a moment to soak it in and share a few seconds of one of my favorite sight/sound combinations with you.
After a great breakfast at The Voyage, we stopped by a farm stand on the way home but decided to get what we wanted later on Cohasset Common.
Over lunch, we decided to take a paddle in the harbor together. Stacey took to the paddle board while I returned to the kayak. It was high tide under a beautiful blue sky. We were in no hurry, and naturally ended up on the sandy part of seaglass beach. Our reward for taking another walk there was a few more pieces of seaglass to add to our collection, and some lovely sea air.
I paddled out to what Bapa calls the prettiest boat in the harbor. As one who loves sailboats,I have to agree. Her name is AURORA, and she certainly stands proudly on her mooring. The name Aurora comes from the Roman Goddess of the dawn, or the break of day. Clearly, there is also a very strong meaning for aurora borealis, or the Northern Lights. I don’t know the true source of inspiration for her name, but I think we can all agree that she’s a pretty boat.
As I was putting the kayak away at the cottage, I saw and heard what looked like a walking field trip of a High School Class of students following their teacher. He was narrating their walk and telling them some of the history of Scituate Harbor. They stopped in front of the house across the street. I paused to listen to the teacher, and I learned something again today. He pointed to the top of the chimney of a house, where what looked like a silver funnel was attached to the chimney. It is actually a ceramic jug. It was positioned so that a northeasterly wind would blow into the end of that jug, sort of like when you blow on the top of an empty bottle. Hundreds of years ago, if a fisherman heard that distinct howl loudly enough coming down his chimney, he knew it was not safe to take the boat out fishing. A Nor’easter was a blowin! 💨
Later on, we drove to the Cohasset common to search for the desired vegetables that had alluded us this morning. We found fresh carrots and broccoli, along with a few white peaches for good measure. A stop at Mullaney’s Fish Market was right on the way home, so we grabbed a couple cod fillets and a pound of mussels for an appetizer. What a great dinner back in the cottage!
The sky seemed to promise another pretty sunset, so we took our chairs and Charlie over to Lighthouse Beach to see for ourselves. There were families and high schoolers taking portraits in the warm dusk light. We sat down, and Charlie joined Stacey on her lap.
It was a magic sky we stared at while the sun fell again on the shores we love.
What a day!
