As well as seeing Mystic, Connecticut (see last week's blog), I visited a friend in Groton Long Point just down the road from there. It was a perfect enclave for taking late afternoon walks with the low golden light and the distant views across the Sound to islands I was not able to name. Mornings, children took sailing lessons on safe lagoons or practiced their tennis while their mothers got in some good running.
It's mostly used as a summer residence with a great exodus in September, but some full-time residents do winter over. Though Hurricane Sandy hit this coast pretty hard, I saw no visual evidence of damage. I rather marveled at that, but apparently people just hauled to and got things fixed early on.
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| That pole out there supports an osprey nest platform where we could make out mother, father, and fledgling. |
My friend and I also took in the scene in nearby Noank where we stopped for supper at a fabulous clam shack.
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| A good heap of fried clams. |
Thanks, C. It was a great visit!
Next week: the Florence Griswold Museum and House, part of the Old Lyme Art Colony.
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