Nantucket is often called The Grey Lady of the Sea. The unique grey shingles on every dwelling, large or small gives it this distinction. Native Americans called it the Faraway Island. It IS faraway and it can be grey.
Roses are revealed at every turn, even along the roadside and at the beach where the rugosa grow wild.
Rose covered cottages are an expected sight on Nantucket, so I was thrilled to visit a little later in June when the roses are bursting everywhere, most especially the climbers. A walk anywhere around the island is perfumed paradise.
They crawl over roof tops.
In Town, the historical section, where the homes are close together, there is a compact use of plants and the climbing roses add a vertical appeal.
Imagine kicking back under this fragrant arbor at the end of a sun filled day!
Roses, roses, roses. But there is so much more to Nantucket. The history is evident and treasured everywhere from her insistence on maintaining her grey face to her revering the stars of the past, the whaling merchants. Starbuck is one such!
In the days and maybe weeks ahead, I will introduce more of my discoveries this year on Nantucket!