Provincetown Harbor

We just returned from seven days in Provincetown, a small, sometimes weird heaven of beauty, creativity, open-mindedness, and dog worship. During that time I went cold-turkey off the news, and am finding it hard now to deal with the anger and annoyance that is the cost of being an engaged citizen. Instead of engaging with the media, we chilled with friends old and new, looked at a lot of art, and gazed upon the ever-shifting aspect of Provincetown Harbor, encircled and framed by the curling tip of the Cape, steadied by the eternal unmoving horizon.