Here we have Lucille alone in Great Cove yesterday, shivering in a 15-mile-per-hour wind.
She soon will be sheltered “on the hard.” When that happens, the Cove will be free of boats, except for a few passing-through fishing vessels and perhaps a local skiff or two.
This transformation has been in progress since the last sailboat left earlier in the month: Loons and winter ducks are moving in; increasing numbers of animal tracks are appearing along the shore, and the sun is lower and more southerly to us. Soon, there will be red and gold sunsets reflected in the all-natural Cove. (Brooklin, Maine)