Colors of Provincetown in the spring....

If you have been lucky enough to visit Provincetown you know it is a magical town at the tip of the Cape. It is quintessentially quaint and arty; an old school traditional Cape Cod fishing village and a smart, hip community full of people who value the arts and good food. I visit as often as I can but I especially love this time of year.

Buildings are getting fresh paint, radios are blaring, dogs are lying in the sun and people are greeting each other out on the street after a long, cold winter indoors listening to the wild wind swoosh in from the sea.

It is a place full of color and nautical items repurposed.

An anchor may weigh in as a sign holder....

A brass lobster may serve as a door knocker....

Stones may be gathered and arranged in an old wagon...

Long rambling buildings may cover the docks....

and everywhere you look there are sights to please your eyes...

Every time I go I see new things, smell and taste new foods and feel grateful to live in such a beautiful place...

Waiting for spring...

If you live in an area that gets an early spring....I have to admit I'm a little jealous. Here in New England we sometimes don't even get spring, especially if you live in an area close to the sea like I do...

It is true that living by the sea keeps us cooler in the summer and warmer into the fall and winter but that cold ocean water delays our spring here as well.

After a week of milder temperatures and mornings full of tentative birdsong...we woke to snow and sleet and drizzle over the last few days so I thought I'd post this cheerful robin as a reminder that spring will arrive...