HSSC received a poem the other day from one of our favorite villagers ( and member of our Board) that perfectly captures the essence of Cotuit and makes the bittersweet end of summer here, just a little bit sweeter. We hope you feel the same!
Cotuit's a village of sea captains' houses
where ladies tend gardens in straw hats and blouses,
where daylilies peek from between picket fences,
'round the 4th of July as the summer commences.
Cotuit's a harbor where wooden skiffs race
over waters where whaling ships were commonplace,
where picturesque homes and a beckoning steeple
frame waters beloved by sea-faring people.
Cotuit's a place where time stops for a while-
where residents greet on the Green with a smile,
and strong friendly hands are extended with cheer
when a boat makes its way to the busy town pier.
Cotuit's a village where legends abound-
where a witch guards a treasure beneath sandy ground,
where the long-ago trade of a kettle and hoe
gave this land to new people to settle and grow.
Cotuit's an oyster bed brimming with bounty,
a pearl of a village in Barnstable county.
Take comfort good friend, should you ever depart,
Cotuit shall always remain in your heart.
-Lorri Ann Devlin
*Copies of this poem on a 2017 Calendar are available in our Gift Shop!