Summer is still more than a month away and I can already start crossing items off of my bucket list. My visit to Nantucket was more of an abbreviated weekend trip —I was only on the island for about 20 hours. But I was lucky to visit on the most beautiful spring day and for one of Nantucket’s most time honored holidays: Daffodil Weekend.
“Daffy” as it’s called, celebrates the millions of colorful daffodils that bloom across the island from early April to mid-May. While an antique car parade is considered the highlight of the festivities, I unfortunately arrived to the island at the tail end of this tailgate party. I was still able to enjoy the decorated storefronts and inhabitants donning bright shades of yellow: girls pranced down the streets with floppy flowers pinned in their hair, and poor, helpless puppies were amusingly subjected to wearing the same garb.
Highlights of my trip include:
Walking around town
Visiting the bookshop, Nantucket Bookworks
Napping in the sunny reading alcove in front of the Nantucket Library
Dinner at The SeaGrille Restaurant
Order the Mussels with Dill, Dijon & Fennel
Breakfast at Black Eyed Susan’s
This island is saturated with the quaintness that pervades every small New England town: slower pace, cobbled streets, shuttered windows, and all. Bikes are the preferred mode of transportation, and are commonly seen carrying books or flowers in their baskets. A symphony of singing birds set the soundtrack for the day and bright stars embellish the sky at night. Neighbors collaborate, rather than co-exist, and every single person you pass on the street will say “hello.”
Paying a visit to such a low-key place was a welcome change to my more hectic city life. On the ferry back to “America” I threw a penny into the water while rounding the Brant Point Lighthouse, to ensure a trip back. Now I just need to re-learn how to ride a bike. I’ll add it to the bucket list.