We Cape Codders like our traditions, and with multiple small villages scattered throughout the Cape, it’s no wonder we adore a chance to hang with our neighbors. On Cape Cod, everybody knows everybody, or at least knows a friend of a friend. Cape Codders also speak in a weird language all their own, sometimes unbreakable by the best code workers in the FBI.
Conversations often go something like this when defining a place to meet up:
Local A: “So where we meeting?”
Local B: “You know – it’s on that corner with the giant flag pole, across from the shop with the porch thingie, just before you pass that area where you can pick blue berries. If you get to the mini goats, you’ve gone to far.”
Local A: “Oh, yeah yeah. Hey – I thought they sold the goats and got llamas?”
Local B: “No way! Who took the goats?”
Local A: “Oh, well – you know the librarian at So and So library?”
Local B: “Oh, yeah – totally. She’s so nice.”
Local A: “Well, you know that Boobie Buoy she wears all the time?”
Local B: “Yup – My neighbor makes them!”
Local A: “Well, he’s the one that bought the goats for inspiration.”
Local B: “Oh . . . well, that explains where all my tulips went. I’d cursed out the squirrels for no reason, apparently.”
Local A: “On the bright side, maybe he can pay you back . . . with a buoy.”
Local B: “HA! Wicked idea!”
Long story short: I’m at the OSTERVILLE VILLAGE STROLL tonight, at the bookstore near the flag pole thingie, near the far end of Main Street. See below and have fun!
Huge thanks to Books & Sweet Epiphany!
Originally posted on Books & Sweet Epiphany:
Bonjour! It is finally the time for my very first official book review on my wordpress site and I am absolutely excited! I’ve had the chance to do a review on the Undertow series by the amazing author, K.R. Conway and I am absolutely blown away. I will tell you why once you get a look at Undertow, the first in the book series down below.
Seventeen-year-old Eila Walker’s new home has defied the brutal Atlantic for over 160 years. Abandoned since her 4th great grandmother Elizabeth vanished, the town legend declares that she drowned . . . or was struck by lightning.
Unbeknownst to the town and Eila, however, is that someone does know what really happened to Elizabeth, and he has returned, determined to protect the last surviving Walker from a history of violence.
But what starts out as a quest for redemption, evolves into something more and…
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