Island Light: Into February
Edgartown's Whaling Church, looking grand in the afternoon sun.
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Crow takes a lunch break at the Lagoon Pond boat landing.
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On a flat calm Lagoon on a bright sunny day.
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Not much wake, more like off-season napping, at Tashmoo.
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Turning around from the sunset at Chilmark Pond.
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Never ending waves at an overcast, rough Squibnocket.
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Lobsterville Beach is like a big kids' sandbox this winter.
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Gay Head Cliffs retain their color even on a cloudy, rainy day.
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Beautifully colored sun reveals itself like a painting over an empty beach.
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Ripple in still water. When there is no pebble tossed. Nor wind to blow.
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All the colors of an artist's palette over Tisbury Great Pond.
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Self portrait by the photographer at East Chop Light.
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Now the path of the new year leads us into February, another month that has its whole being in the season of winter. But unlike our lives, winter is a story whose ending we already know. Each gray day of February is bearable because we know it carries us closer to the advent of spring.
