Ray Ewing

Saturday, October 17, 2020

The rhythms in the Island community echo the new melody in the natural world around us. You can taste it in the October air on that last bracing sail before the boat goes into storage for another cold season. You can hear it in the recessional song of the Canada geese, honking southbound, and you can see it in the bright blooms of chrysanthemums in village dooryards and the red of Virginia creeper vines along a favorite path. October's clock slows and invites us to savor the moment.

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Ellen Luborsky, Chilmark
I just left the Island & am immeasurably refreshed to see the beauty pictures of the autumn light l left behind.
October 11, 2020 - 10:36pm

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