We are back in Wellfleet today (having driven up from Gotham late last night), and it would be hard to imagine more clement surroundings. It is still too early in the season for there to be many people here on the outer Cape, and for those who had the good sense to be here, today was about as good as it gets: warm May sunshine, the air fresh and clear, the trees and flowers blooming, and the sky and water complementing one another in gorgeous shades of limpid blue. I had planned to catch up on some writing, but it was just too lovely outside; we spent the day moseying from pond to beach to wooded lane, and the effect was restorative indeed. So rather than that critical examination of Titus Rivas’s paper that I have been too long in preparing, or some thoughts about Kevin Kim’s Water From A Skull, or Richard Dawkins’s The God Delusion — both of which I have been reading, and plan to comment on in these pages — all I have to share with you this evening is a fuzzy cell-phone snapshot of Long Pond, taken at about two this afternoon as Nina and I enjoyed a picnic lunch beside its crystal-clear waters. It will have to do.
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Hi Malcolm -
It does very well, indeed. (I especially like that your camera angle allows us a glimpse of the pond bottom in the near shallows — very nice transitions.)
Why, thanks, Bob! Next time I’ll take my camera along.