Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Moowah Mattapoisett

If you're lost on teh Intertunnel and just sort of wandered in, I'm singing the praises of my next door neighbors in Mattapoisett, Massachusetts. Sterling folks. I took a picture of this interesting house, when a unseen, mordant voice drifted down from the rooftop there: "That'll be one dollar." Heh.

Look, it's Mrs. Cottage. Oops, she moves fast.

The next one doesn't need a sign to tell you that this is not the Registry of Motor Vehicles or a convenience store, does it?

The houses are right on the street, and a Cape house affords little privacy situated like that. They all solve the problem by having shutters inside, and a front storm door that is louvered like these exterior shutters, so the inside front door can be opened to let a breeze in, but afford privacy to the inhabitants.

It's possible to live right on the street in a town like this. Sleepy:

The library is a little Roman wonder. It's gotten that rarest of things: A major addition in keeping with the original structure. Hey Frank Gehry: Symmetry; look into it:

An offering to the god of passersby:


Andy said...

Too, too nice. Been up your way (roughly) a few times. My sister in law's mom lives on a little stretch of sand across some small expanse of water from Duxbury. Can't remember the name of the beach, but it's mighty isolated, and everywhere a tiny little boat can take you seems to look a lot like Matapoisett. Even Plymouth, to some extent, though I suspect locals snub their noses at the touristy-ness (what?) of the place. Still, I've had plenty of great beer and great company there.

teresa said...

Spent last week at a beach house in Westport. What a lovely part of MA, and the people going to the Cape just drive right on by.