Weekend's storms brought waves eating away the base of the Lucy Vincent Beach clay cliffs. Tim DeWitt

Thursday, December 29, 2022

We know this season in our bones. In the days around Those few leaves that were left as a valiant but futile rear-guard on the gray branches of trees have fallen. Beaches are lonely and wind-pierced places. Lights appear on the streets of the village centers and a panoply of holiday activities await Islanders in the weekends ahead.


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