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The end of a summer

August 27, 2015

Last night heard the geese start to head south while traffic headed north, back to the city. Only one more week.until our summer ends. So we’re making the best of it, with small, clean waves in the cool mornings, searching for rails and other strange birds at dusk. The end of summer happens every year and still, when it does, it feels like I’ve been mugged.

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