The moon waxes and wanes, month in and month out, as familiar landscapes transform with each season. The park favored by summer sunbathers and kites flyers hosts nothing but a flock of brant come the off-season; winter light throws a different cast on a pine cone or the lighthouse. A bustling street empties as the snow moves in, bringing driving sleet that stings the eyes as a photographer points the lens at a favorite shuck shack.