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I was able to get down to Cape Cod around my birthday time. Alone, for a day, with no one else except for my thoughts, and an orange moleskin notebook. My goal was to eat a lobster roll. Think. Go to the beach. Contemplate. And not talk. The National Sea Shore that is Cape Cod is magnificent off season, (off season being when the summer folk leave and go back from whence they came) and empty. I like to pick up a beach stone and pocket it as some memento of our time together.

Edna St. Vincent Millay I am not.

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  1. Maureen Shireman #

    The best of times…cobwebs cleared and filled with renewal.

    October 10, 2011
    • louiseconverse #

      A lovely way to say it Maureen. But I still have cobwebs I fear

      October 11, 2011

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