Today BF and I took a walk to Compo Beach. We're fortunate to live just a few miles from the beach. A walk to the beach offers a bit of exercise not to mention this wonderful scenery. I love the town of Westport, Connecticut and on days like these I am reminded how fortunate I am to live here.
Just the walk along the golf course offers a visual delight. These flowering forsythia along the stone wall in front of the Longshore golf course bring a blaze of springtime color for the senses.
Even the mud flats at low tide on the Long Island Sound offer an interesting site... albeit the smell of low tide is almost primordial.
What could be more revitalizing than seeing Compo Beach on a beautiful May morning?
Not everything along this walk is picture perfect. A cinder block privacy wall along one of several houses on Compo Road South leaves something to be desired.
One of the neighbors gave the cinder block privacy wall a facelift. Nicely done!
Just looking at all the different types of New England stone walls is an experience for the senses along this trail.
We walk past our picturesque Minute Man statue - sometimes we take him for granted. Our forefathers did great work to help build our independence so many years ago.
Seeing the golfers on the golf course is a great site, even for those of us who don't golf.
Another beautiful stone wall meets us as we walk past the F. Scott Fitzgerald home where he lived the summer he wrote The Great Gatsby. It's for sale, by the way, in case you're interested.
Back on our own street, a simple stone wall delineates a property line. I don't know for certain, but I'd bet this little wall is several hundred years old. While outsiders might look at our New England stone walls and find them picturesque, as with most things, there's a reason they exist. Connecticut's number one crop is... rocks. They come up out of the ground every year and have to go somewhere. If you were trying to plant anything on your property in this once farming community, you simply lined the stones up agains the edge of your property.
Our walk ends at the stone wall at the corner of our street. Once upon a time, this neighborhood was all one big property - not subdivided into one acre lots. Laurel Lodge was a home built in 1913-1914 - and is currently a mere fraction of the neighborhood. Currently the house sits on 2.3 acres at the top of the hill overlooking the Saugatuck River. For the past few years the lodge has undergone a monumental restoration and expansion and is back on the market for nearly four times the previous asking price. While the house has been given a facelift for the 21st Century, the stone wall is still a nod to the past.
There you have it. I hope you enjoyed going on our walk with us. I just wish you could feel the sunshine and smell the fresh air along our seashore.