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Monomoy National Wildlife Refuge ~ Chatham, Cape Cod, Massachusetts
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Monomoy by Carl Phillips
Somewhere, people must still do things like fetch water from wells in buckets, then pour it out for those animals that, long domesticated, would likely perish before figuring out how to get for themselves. That dog, for example, whose refusal to leave my side I mistook, as a child, for loyalty — when all along it was just blind ... What is it about vulnerability that can make the hand draw back, sometimes, and can sometimes seem the catalyst for rendering the hand into sheer force, destructive? Don’t you see how you’ve burnt almost all of it, all the tenderness, away, someone screams to someone else, in public — and looking elsewhere, we walk quickly past, as if even to have heard that much might have put us at risk of whatever fate questions like that spring from. Estrangement — like sacrifice — begins as a word at first, soon it’s the stuff of drama, cue the follow-up tears that attend drama, then it’s pretty much the difference between waking up to a storm and waking up inside one. Who can say how she got there — in the ocean, I mean — but I once watched a horse make her way back to land mid-hurricane: having ridden, surfer-like, the very waves that at any moment could have overwhelmed her in their crash to shore, she shook herself, looked back once on the water’s restlessness — history’s always restless — and the horse stepped free.
(via Poetry Foundation)
Highlight of today's adventure: down and around the back side of Monomoy. Currents and tides came together to make this pretty easy. Started this leg passing by @a_whiteshark launching a drone from their boat. #summer #boating #Capecod #Chatham #Monomoy #girlwonder (at Monomoy Island) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgsZ__4rGIl/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
This transition zone of deep blue-to-turqoise at Monomoy Point keeps bringing me back. #Monomoy #nationalwilderness #Chatham (at Monomoy Point Light) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTsueb8ggG7/?utm_medium=tumblr
Good news was the tide wasn high enough to bring the boat up the creek at the Powder Hole. Bad news was when we went to leave here, the engine wouldn't start. Thankfully Randy Saul was able to come down, through some pretty serious waves, to get the starter engaged. Coming back amidst near-breaking seas was just thrilling, to say the least. Going to give that rebuilt starter some attention tomorrow. #boats #Monomoy #summer (at Powder Hole) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTsqC1ggcxK/?utm_medium=tumblr