The other morning at Wychmere Harbor, I got the chance to meet the Skipper of this lovely red boat.
And such a handsome fellow he was, standing there, still as a statue.
It looked as if he’d just finished his breakfast and a good morning’s preening…
As he waited for his Bufflehead crew to arrive.
I didn’t want to get in the way as they prepared to cast off, so I headed on by, smiling as I thought…
My! how I do love the winter here on the Cape.
It gets so quiet, and you just never know who you’re going to meet next!