“How should I love thee? Let me count the ways” . . .
I loved Cape Cod. But I didn’t know all the ways until I visited again recently. Until then the Cape had been, for me, a monochrome image of dramatic skies over empty beaches with raised, bleached, rough wooden walkways; beechgrass bending in the Atlantic wind; lighthouses and solitary weatherboard cottages in lonely Hopper-esque coastscapes.
But now I know that Cape Cod is so much more than that. It is small pretty towns all with distinct characters; it is lazy creeks with small boats and busy harbours with big boats. It is in colour with sunny beaches and people enjoying themselves. And overlying everything – for those with their social and historic antennae set in the right direction – there is the resonance of the Kennedy clan at play.
There is definitely a Cape Cod look. This is perhaps best seen in the houses and interiors. For this I had to look no further than 756 Main Street, Cotuit. This manifestly what Cape Cod is all about. Cotuit has understated style. The people here – Harvard professors and the like – live quietly while enjoying the dream of small town America by the water. There’s baseball, beaches and boating, and on the 4th of July the parade passes by with music and fireworks to follow. Perhaps it isn’t so quiet then.
From the house there are views of Cotuit Bay to Osterville’s Oyster Harbours. Inside is a dreamy Cape Cod interior of earthy, beachy colours with blue and whites accents, laid-back comfort and airy space. There’s a gourmet kitchen, multiple decks, stone patios, a deep-screened porch, billiards and wine rooms. Up on the roof is a Widow’s Walk that is ideal for catching the sunsets, and grounds of 1.75 acres just around the corner from water access. It is all so perfectly done one could move in tomorrow – if not before. One can never start a good thing too soon.
And it doesn’t take a Harvard professor to know that this is a very special house in a romantic and prized location.
How should I love thee? One way is to start here.