The Pandemic Passes by The Pink House

As time has allowed us to venture out of our homes, with mask and sanitizer in tow, taking drives has never been more freeing than now. Mental health for some could mean either simply or desperately just physically getting out the house. So, no matter how one does that (and if you’re local and/or an athlete), a trip out to The Pink House is doable. 

Attempting a selfie almost a year ago, before masks were being “made”. What could be more appropriate than using my Pink House tea towel?!

​Although not legal to go beyond the marked signs and rope of the Federally owned property, The Pink House is always there! Enticement beholds with the smell of the salt air (or low tide, lol), touch of seasonal breeze, sound of birds (and if lucky, local airport planes), a mouth-watering reaction to being near Bob Lobster, and most of all, taking in the visual surroundings of our beloved icon. 
 
I enjoy reading on our social media pages about the memories that families, visitors, islanders, and artists have had and the anticipation of again being near it. The more I live here (over two decades), and as my daughters get older and my creativity heightens, I still grasp that quickened beat every time I know there will be a nice sunset. Grab the camera, phone and keys (mask, sanitizer…) and try not to stop at the many other near-perfect-view spots on the way, before it’s too late. But you know what? It is usually never too late. And if it turns out the clouds overcome any show of what was meant to be, get curious on the perspective coordinates of that Pink House, and stay out even later! 
 
No matter the time, season, or date (amount of clouds) … I challenge myself to find different views of The Pink House. Like the time I took a right onto Sunset Drive after the bridge onto Plum Island, and headed towards the Refuge entrance. It was high tide and never saw the house from that far away looking back at its eastern side. Then what fun to see a boat go by on the Parker River, “in front” of the house! Another time I went to turn around in the back lot of the Bob Lobster restaurant and could see over their fence to across the street. It looked like a typical house in a neighborhood with a fence, trees, and the Plum Island Turnpike before it.  
 
The pandemic has this entire world going through the same circumstances. Just as social media gives us the choice to witness what we’re all doing at any given time, we also have the opportunity to experience feelings connected to someplace, when we actually can’t be there.

Let this time awaken your senses online, or take a drive (bike, walk, skate…)! Create your artwork roadside and send us a post! #besafe  
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By Kelly Page, Social Media Manager, Photographer, and Board Member of Support The Pink House.