to wade sometimes in marshes where the bittern and the meadow hen lurk, and hear the booming of the snipe; to smell the whispering sedge where only some wilder and more solitary fowl builds her nest, and the mink crawls with its belly close to the ground.” — Henry David Thoreau
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Gray’s Beach, Yarmouth Port, Cape Cod, Mass., photo by Mary O’Connor
I almost missed the house way in the background! A lovely shot and quotation.
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Lovely and serene: great picture.
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Thanks. Have a great day!
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