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P-TOWN

All we needed was the foghorn.

And the bay lapping the shore.

Otherwise, today's walk was totally reminiscent of walking the wet sand on the Cape.

We had low hanging clouds, not quite fog.

We had no mountains to distract.

The air was damp and a bit pungent. Not sea weed quite but still. Our odor comes from the south, the Salton Sea. Voila!

We are walking along the dry river bed. There are a lot of rocks and such lining the walls of the river to be when it really really rains.

And there is a lot of dried plant stuff along the sand walkway. Could be seaweed.

For awhile it took us back to those days we lived along the strand in Provincetown, just this side of the raucous crowd. Close enough to the fun if we wanted. Away when we did not. The quiet beach.

I can always go back and be there. The place we miss most from the days back east. All I have to do is have a morning like this one and a few cues. I am back.

Labels: provincetown, weather