daybreak
Just me and my shadow running in the moonlight. Early this a.m. had my head lamp and blaze-orange vest on so local hunters didn’t mistake my huffing and puffing for a deer. Running straight into a strong northwest wind. Wind gusts up to 20 mph? Hard going up my steep hill. Those cold, salty blasts, though, are a balm to the face and mind. Saw the flash of a white-tailed deer, but not the usual pickups towing Carolina skiffs. Some lobstermen are starting to haul in their gear.