Cape Cod Girls Have No Combs

A recent trip to the mainland found me at the Cape Cod National Seashore, ending up at the Red Nun Bar and Grill to play a little music with friends, and far be it for me to go anywhere without turning it into a multi-media event. Chit-chat, scenery, photos, and savage Irish music all contained within.

The Golden Hour

The Converys - Anna, Rick, and Amonda.


My favorite time of day for walking is in the evening, an hour or two before sunset; between and 6-8pm this time of year. At the end of a sunny day, as was the case yesterday, the light is laced with gold, the very best time for photography, and last evening the air was perfect - not too hot, not too cold. The streets are moderately quiet right now - half way between "ghost town" and "over-run with people but there's still nobody there" - so I did come across a few locals, out enjoying the evening air after a day's work and enjoying one last bit of ownership of our town before the onslaught.












It's always a pleasure meeting and chatting with Dick Fligor.











Karen Berwick and friends, out for dinner.