I
love Cape Cod. I love it in ways that are normally reserved for children, spouses, and really excellent jewelry. I love it with my whole being, my entire core. I love. love. love. the cape.
When the weather starts getting nicer (anywhere above 60 degrees, really), my mind starts wandering down 6A and towards the beach. Today's temperatures will allegedly reach the high seventies, and so my brain is firmly planted in Harwichport.
I think the reason I love the cape so much has less to do with its geographical location, and more to do with what I do there. Which is to practice my lounging and lolling about.
Have you ever lolled? Southern and I are big fans of the
Sweet Potato Queens, and they introduced me to the concept. Lolling about is a combination of lying around, drinking cool beverages, and convincing people to amuse you while you recline on some sort of cushioned surface. It's my activity of choice.
Tanning while lolling is an excellent way to spend the day. Add a book (
perhaps a Red Dress Novel?) and you've created the single most perfect situation in existence.
There are only a few short days left in May, and then June (and lolling, and cape season) is upon us. I'm ready. Are you?
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