Boston Harbor... My soul takes flight here. When my heart is heavy I dream of home, It's my safe place. Love, Joy, & the sweet memories of my Grandparents arms. I close my eyes & remember the feel of the water from the bay rushing through my toes, the smell of the salt water & finding many treasures from around the world that would wash up & plant themselves in the banks below, the home my grandfather built. I see many colors of the rainbow here, such a beautiful site to see, hundreds of sail boats race by on the glistening waters of the bay, as I sit on my inner-tube enjoying the tiny waves from the boats & the warmth of the sun on my face, oh how I love this place! At night there is nothing more beautiful then the fog rolling on the water and the beam of light from the light house, that guides the boats from the shore; to some it's eerie, the constant sound of the foghorn & pattern of the light through the fog, but this I love! Small wh...ite school house 5 rooms & a library, special teachers who care, friends I've made & cherished through the years. Warm summer day I meet my friends at the marina to go swimming in the bay, Tide is high, as we dare ourselves to jump from the bridge that meets the dock; into the cool crisp, sparkling waters, we squeal with delight, oh how I miss that! Green,..I've never seen any place more green then the hike down to burfoot beach; ferns, ivy & moss growing on the Evergreen trees that the tops reach towards the heavens. Rainy days sliding down the mud banks, having mud slinging fights with friends, finally reaching the beach to wash off, only to start a seaweed and jellyfish fight, I will never forget that! Special times with my Grandfather teaching me to fish, dig clams, pick oysters, play with crabs, poke sea anemones & boat rides from early morning to sunset, oh how I loved that! Times that made me laugh; Grandpa tipping over in the canoe, seeing my grandmothers hair after I've styled it with many bows, I miss them! I'd like to share that part of my life with my Daughter, show her the home my grandfather built on a dream, the place I will always love.. I hope my daughter will be able to feel the same someday about a special place she grew up...
Boston Harbor... My soul takes flight here. When my heart is heavy I dream of home, It's my safe place. Love, Joy, & the sweet memories of my Grandparents arms. I close my eyes & remember the feel of the water from the bay rushing through my toes, the smell of the salt water & finding many treasures from around the world that would wash up & plant themselves in the banks below, the home my grandfather built. I see many colors of the rainbow here, such a beautiful site to see, hundreds of sail boats race by on the glistening waters of the bay, as I sit on my inner-tube enjoying the tiny waves from the boats & the warmth of the sun on my face, oh how I love this place! At night there is nothing more beautiful then the fog rolling on the water and the beam of light from the light house, that guides the boats from the shore; to some it's eerie, the constant sound of the foghorn & pattern of the light through the fog, but this I love! Small wh...ite school house 5 rooms & a library, special teachers who care, friends I've made & cherished through the years. Warm summer day I meet my friends at the marina to go swimming in the bay, Tide is high, as we dare ourselves to jump from the bridge that meets the dock; into the cool crisp, sparkling waters, we squeal with delight, oh how I miss that! Green,..I've never seen any place more green then the hike down to burfoot beach; ferns, ivy & moss growing on the Evergreen trees that the tops reach towards the heavens. Rainy days sliding down the mud banks, having mud slinging fights with friends, finally reaching the beach to wash off, only to start a seaweed and jellyfish fight, I will never forget that! Special times with my Grandfather teaching me to fish, dig clams, pick oysters, play with crabs, poke sea anemones & boat rides from early morning to sunset, oh how I loved that! Times that made me laugh; Grandpa tipping over in the canoe, seeing my grandmothers hair after I've styled it with many bows, I miss them! I'd like to share that part of my life with my Daughter, show her the home my grandfather built on a dream, the place I will always love.. I hope my daughter will be able to feel the same someday about a special place she grew up...
