Slug that I am, I didn't make it downtown to the wharf for sunrise with Amy's group but, I did walk out of the hotel onto the beach. This is sunrise the next morning after the wet trek to Race Point Light which I blogged about last. A ten-foot low tide makes a wide sand flat. The light was magical.
With the tide way out, I was able to wander out onto the wet sand for the added reflections.
There were also some clouds to make it even more interesting........
.....and a couple random cooperative birds put the icing on the cake. Life is good at the end of the world in Provincetown, Massachusetts.
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