It was one of those winter days - cold as cold can be, the wind whipping the bare branches and flags wildly, the clouds racing across the sky like in a cartoon, changing every few minutes.
A good time for the foolish and/or hearty to head to the beach.
The closer I got the colder and windier it became.
There is good reason that I and this lone walker were the only humans visible - we alone could appreciate the stark and fleeting beauty.
Winter sometimes offers its special charms here in New England.
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