After an evening of sailing, then sleeping in a gray shingled house downtown, it’s time for a quick breakfast, then for a stroll to the dock. The water is smooth. It’s a mirror image of what’s above it. It slowly rises and falls. Seagulls sing. It’s beautiful in Nantucket.
The Dock
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