It seems to be a simple fact of life of living here in Winter Harbor that each storm brings in it's wake a gorgeous aftermath.Night before last we had a serious thunderstorm followed by torrential rains Saturday morning. By midday Saturday the sky had cleared and turned bright blue; the wind was fresh and brisk with almost fall like temperatures.
The water out at Schoodic Point was tipped with whitecaps, which made just staring out at the empty ocean (or sea or Gulf or Bay or what have you) even more hypnotic.
Indeed folks just can't get enough of watching the empty blue. I know I can't.
And of course there were the sunbathers:
Wish you were here,Steve
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