1) Returned home yesterday on the last ferry of the 2021 Provincetown season. While we had been sent a Rough Seas Advisory the day before, I didn’t find Cape Cod Bay dramatically rougher than usual. I will miss the view of the Cape and of the city from the water. Each is a beautiful place I love.
2) Immediately on walking into the door, I plunged myself into a Zoom meeting and a manhattan, and later into a large pepperoni, mushroom, and black olive pizza (most delicious, but most unwise).
3) This morning I have been up since before 7, feeling like I had to push the boulder of Sisyphus up the hilltop with my nose. Catching up on media intake, mostly via Twitter (most interesting, but most unwise), but with the food-for-thought bonus of the Now & Then podcast co-hosted by historian Joanne B. Freeman. It was her book Field of Blood: Violence in Congress at the Road to Civil War that I found so necessary, but so difficult, to read. The podcast is worth your time.
Long Point in the silvery blaze of afternoon.