The holidays were fruitful, but must end; One August evening had a cooler breath; Into each mind intruding duties crept; Under the cinders burned the fires of home. —Ralph Waldo Emerson
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  • A summer is never complete until airborn off Big Bridge.
    Timothy Johnson
  • Ducklings have raft to themselves at Tisbury Waterworks.
    Timothy Johnson
  • Adirondack chairs have a moment alone on an East Chop pier.
    Timothy Johnson
  • In West Tisbury, a snail seeks the shade for relief from the August heat.
    Timothy Johnson
  • Any day on the links at Farm Neck is better than a day off Island.
    Timothy Johnson
  • Along a boardwalk to Farm Pond in Oak Bluffs.
    Timothy Johnson
  • Against a background of azure, colorful umbrellas dot State Beach.
    Timothy Johnson
  • Unaccompanied red bike rests along a picket fence at East Chop Lighthouse.
    Timothy Johnson
  • Lee Taylor and Todd Bassett welcome everyone aboard Magic Carpet.
    Timothy Johnson
  • Vaya con Dios, until next summer, go with God.
    Timothy Johnson