Raindrops streaming down his head. Artist Stefanie Rocknak designed the life-sized statue of the renowned writer.
I ducked into the lobby of the Colonial Theatre for a few minutes to dodge a particularly heavy rain squall.
But the next day, the rain is gone, the sun returns and spring resumes brightly.
From atop the bluff in Manomet, the distant landmass is Stage Point.
A lone fisherman stands in the surf line.
When I was a kid I think my 64-crayon box had all these colors in it.
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