We went to Plymouth and saw many of
spatch's relatives and in the afternoon we visited a pond and in the evening, the ocean. I waded in water as cold as a current off Cape Elizabeth while the sunset at the other horn of the bay was doing its Krakatoa thing. I met a whole lot of people I had only heard stories about. I still have sand in my socks. I would like an intercalary week of July to sleep through.

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