Lighthouse Beach: storm aftermath

Sitting in my boat in Johnson Bay after a dawn swim, the photos and memories of the wintery Cape seem a bit surreal:

The ice on the Mill Pond in the morning...

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​The steps to lighthouse beach...

An outhouse tossed ashore from who knows where...

The wind-blasted sand...

with Lucy and Tio trotting across it, enjoying the sun and exploration despite low temperatures and high winds...

The salt pond, partially covered with a layer of slushy ice...

A shed we turned upright, with a couple of boxes for seats, makes a fine shelter from the wind. Who cares about lumps of snow falling onto one's head?

And, finally, here is Cynthia with the old ball and chain...

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