We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
BD, lovely, they do call out, don't they? I remember Newcomb Hollow in the sixties and early seventies, when the dunes and beach were just awesome. That was before a little coastline rearranging took place, and before Newcomb was restricted to Wellfleet residents during season. It is still a unique and wonderful coast. Too bad about all the overbuilding and trophy homes scattered where the sea grass should be.
Heading back to the Cape this week as I have every year since, er, um, forever I guess. Can't wait to dig into some oysters at Mac's and Bookstore, fried goodies at Arnolds (used to be Gertrudes to long-timers), and long, long walks at low tide down the bay. Chequesset Neck and the river always get a visit, too.