The listing, The Summerfolks by Doris Burn 1968 has ended.
Willy and Joe Potts live in a shack on a sand dune; behind their house is a swamp and before it is a lovely sandy beach…which is overrun with “summerfolk” every summer. The influx of tourists bring with them garish beach umbrellas, trash in the sand and noisy boats that go SCREE. Neither Willy or his father have any use for the summerfolk; Joe goes out in his boat (neither fast nor fancy) to fish for cod and Willy spends his days in the swamp in his leaky old rowboat…until one day, a eccentrically dressed summerfolk boy–barefoot, patched tailcoat and hat reminiscent of colonial era U.S.–shows up and will not take no for an answer. The boy, Fedderly, introduces Willy around to his equally eccentric friends: Rosebud in her Stately Wain for brunch, Cork and Spinner in “Green Alder Mansions” (an alder thicket) for a bit of swinging from the trees, then a pause at Far Willow Reaches for Twyla Loo’s ‘linner’, reading the cards and a scary tale or two. Willy puts on a facade of grumpy disinterest throughout the book, but in the end allows as how he might just come out to that self same spot on Midsummer’s Eve next year in the hopes of meeting those selfsame summerfolk.