It’s amazing to think that one can live in one area for fifty years and miss some of it’s richness. When we arrived in Massachusetts with our little family we set about to see everything. The Freedom Trail, Martha’s Vineyard, the coast of Maine, Battleship Cove in Fall River, the Boston Museums. We had a membership to Sturbridge Village and the Children’s Museum and thought nothing of spending a day driving to New Hampshire or Vermont to check out the possibilities.
We were disbelieving when our neighbors, born and brought up in the same town, had never been to most of the places we loved to visit.
Fast forward to the present. In the past ten years I’ve discovered how much we’ve actually missed. The disconcerting thing is that it is often foreign visitors who’ve made me aware.
A Japanese visitor wanted to go to the Lousia May Alcott House in Concord, a place that I’d always intended to visit. Her books had been my absolute favorites when I was a girl. Somehow I’d never gotten there. I enjoyed it completely.
A guest from Germany suggested Castle in the Clouds in Moultonborough, New Hampshire
Again, I’d passed it countless times and wondered about it but never stopped. We went and had a delightful time seeing the house and walking the beautiful grounds.
Halibut Point State Park in Rockport was just a sign we passed when I took visitors on the “tourist route”, the drive where I show guests Essex/Manchester/Gloucester/Rockport/Annisquam, the Cape Ann highlights. We stopped when a visitor said they’d heard it was worth a visit, it’s now become a favorite walk and place to take friends.
A visitor from Spain wanted to see the Crowninshield Bentley House in Salem. Another great place to visit if you like historic houses, which I do.
My friend Gail from London is in Boston for three weeks. Yesterday she suggested a visit to the Gropius House in Lincoln, a place I didn’t know existed although it’s been a museum since 1984. An interesting house and furnishings with a fascinating history.
She’s already attended a concert at a local library and we plan a trip to the Fuller Craft Center in Brockton, another place I’d never heard of. We’ll also attend a night of opera on the Esplanade next week something she read about in her research for her stay.
Shizuko from Japan is visiting us in September, she just wrote to ask if we can visit “the shore where nobody’s there”, a line from Anne Morrow’s book A Gift from the Sea. I’m looking forward to getting the book and discovering where Anne Morrow finds this place. We will try to go there, or at least a place that has a similar feel.
It’s taken a while for me to realize that I’m missing much of what the Northshore of Massachusetts has to offer. I’m now on a quest to remedy that. It shouldn’t take foreigners to remind us of what a wealth of treasures are available so close to home.