With a rare unscheduled morning suddenly before me and the boys off for a game of pond hockey, I put Marlin on his leash, grabbed a cup of coffee, and took off for a brisk walk around town.
It has been way too long since I’ve been able to find time to do that and it was exactly the dose of medicine that I needed yesterday. I don’t often forget why I love living in Rockport, but this is the time of year that I don’t necessarily find the time to actually enjoy it….or appreciate it. Early yesterday, for 90 fantastic minutes, Marlin and I played Who are the People in Your Neighborhood while walking past Old Garden Beach, down Atlantic, through town, up and down Bearskin Neck, to Front Beach, into Mill Pond Park, past the frozen pond, by the cemetery, down Hale Street, through town again, and back home….seeing friends and familiar faces along the way.
Along the way, Marlin was kind enough to let me wrestle my phone out of my pocket once in a while to snap a photo. He isn’t keen on slowing down much…but, tolerated my pitstops. He was most appreciative of the stops that allowed him to stalk birds. He, unlike me, doesn’t have an affinity for front doors…but would take those opportunities for a quick pee.
There’s something magical about this town…no matter how cliche that sounds… and I’m so happy to have had the chance to reconnect.