At Duck Harbor Beach, Outer Cape Cod Massachusetts (#8)

Another day at the artist camp, and I pick a spot on the map bay side. The surf here is calmer and the water warmer than on the Atlantic coast.
As I drive the long access road to the shore the clouds seem to thicken. I see a small parking lot and then take the path toward the view. The dune mounds look like they could use a trim, and a somber chill pervades. I shoot a panoramic sweep of the ocean to help me remember where I have been.
The air is getting damp and I am leaving, but then a dog suddenly appears, as dogs sometimes do.
She stops, sits, and seems to doze off. I resist closing my eyes... and wait.
A bit of time passes and I see a figure emerge from behind the sand. On cue, the dog stands and the pair move off together.
As I drive the long access road to the shore the clouds seem to thicken. I see a small parking lot and then take the path toward the view. The dune mounds look like they could use a trim, and a somber chill pervades. I shoot a panoramic sweep of the ocean to help me remember where I have been.
The air is getting damp and I am leaving, but then a dog suddenly appears, as dogs sometimes do.
She stops, sits, and seems to doze off. I resist closing my eyes... and wait.
A bit of time passes and I see a figure emerge from behind the sand. On cue, the dog stands and the pair move off together.
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