The Snowies Are Here!

I was driving to the marsh last evening, certain that the light was fading much too fast and the air too chill for anything to be out and about.

And then – out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of white!

A seagull? No, too tall for a gull.

Or could it BE? A Snowy? This early?

I pulled the car over and hopped out, my heart racing and my camera ready.

And there he was, a Snowy! And those glorious white feathers such a contrast to the matted brown marsh grass that framed him. He looked a bit tousled and dazed, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if the Red River creek was his very first stop.

How I have been longing for the these elegant, whimsical harbingers of spring to return. They are for sure one of my very favorite summer marsh companions and I have missed them since their fall departures.

And this clever one spotted me right away, I had but a moment to steady my trembling hands for a shot.

One click, then two, and up, up, and away he flew!

Sailing away with those skinny black and yellow legs trailing behind him, he faded into a pale, cloudless sky and was gone.

Almost as if he’d never been there.

But he sure was.

I’ll be looking for you, dear Snowy, you and all the others as you return to this, your Cape Cod summer home!  😉







Well, Look Who’s Back!

It’s that time of year.

The crocuses are braving the relentlessly raw chill of Cape Cod springtime, pushing their way up, up, up through the sandy soil and pine needles.

You see robins everywhere! Their red breasts so bright and eye-catching that you can’t help but stop and stare as they warn you to “Kindly move along, please, move along, move along.”

The Canadas are gathering to discuss the usual goosely matters – the new nest, the high cost of living on the Cape, the affordability of sending 6 new kids to college.

And oh my yes! The ospreys are back, and it’s as if they never left.

Soaring in over the marsh, circling high in the sky, sending their cries out to announce their arrivals.

But no time for dilly dallying!

It’s time to find your mate…

Pick out a spot for the new nest, stake your claim, and get acquainted.

My heart feels at ease.

The marsh has welcomed our “fish hawks” to their summer home once again.

Their familiar spring rituals have begun.

After a long, quiet winter here on Cape Cod, they sure are a sight for sore eyes.

All is well, all is well. All is truly well.











The Return of Cape Cod Dorothy

I love what I do for a living. Creating couture millinery for ladies attending the Kentucky Oaks and the Derby, weddings, teas and garden parties gives me more pleasure than I can even begin to describe.

Here are just a few of the amazing hats that we have created so far this season!

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And it happens every year.

Once the hectic time of Derby season has come and gone, I feel like Dorothy.

Slowly I open the door, and I step back out into this world here on Cape Cod that has just begun to awaken to SPRING.

The tulips are back…


The “Finchie Hattons” can be seen at their treetop perches, singing to beat the band!


Some of the most delicate flowers imaginable have popped up, telling us that they, too, have survived the winter and are ready to celebrate!


The trees are filled once again with the most gorgeous birds, their calls filling the air with an excitement that matches my own.


It’s all beginning again, this wondrous time on the Cape that never ceases to amaze and delight me. Especially now that I am BACK – in the Land of OZ!

It will continue to be a busy hat season but the crunchy-crunch time of Derby has passed and I have rejoined the ranks of nature lovers here on the Cape who simply can’t get enough right now of the sounds and colors and images that surround us.

So get ready for lots more, and this may be a little late but – Happy Spring everybody!  🙂