Island Light: Into the Mystic
End of the day at West Chop.
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Butterfly weed grows on the edges of Trade WInds field.
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Sailboats participate in the Vineyard Cup regatta.
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Catching the wind.
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Island tradition in Ocean Park passed down through generations.
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Learning to sail on East Chop.
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Optis bob in Oak Bluffs harbor.
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Sailing lessons and a time to gossip.
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Monarch caterpillar inches along a milkweed leaf.
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Old glory waves in Oak Bluffs wind.
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Saltmarsh at Pecoy Point.
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Drying clothes in the salty air of East Chop.
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Painters gather on the banks of Duarte's Pond.
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Through the windows of the Flying Horses.
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Fog envelopes joggers crossing the drawbridge.
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Ocean Park Bandstand.
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Dense fog blankets Island shorelines and fields every morning and later in the evening, softening edges on the Vineyard and captivating photographers with its ethereal beauty.
On the north shore, the foghorns send out their mournful notes, warning mariners.
Let the foghorns blow.
