I always go to the same beach to walk along the water in Orleans when I'm headed out from my house, so today I decided to make a change. And what a gift it was. I headed out to Chatham, to Lighthouse beach, a beach I had little interest going to because of how it looked on a map. Silly, I know. But I wasn't so interested in driving to the ocean to see a bay, since I already live on the bay side of the Cape. When I got there, it was stunning. I am ever grateful for this blog, because it pushed me to go a different way, have a new experience. The drive brought my through the sophisticated town of Chatham, (which I am now excited to explore). And the beach, oh the beach in Chatham, it has a beautiful white lighthouse, waves crashing far out on the national seashore sand dunes, waves crashing on the beach I was walking on and water rushing into and out of a small kettle pond the ocean created. It was lovely, exciting and new. So much to take in. And on top of all this beauty, there was a distant fog horn singing a soft lullaby out to sea. The sounds at this beach are music to my ears and the colors instilled in my heart. I felt so much love for the chilled land beneath my pink rain boots and the icy grey water tumbling over the grainy brown sand. Oh, and along the way, I found a couple rocks for my collection. What a day. Definitely recommend trying a new route. Easily breaks up the monotony of everyday life.
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