I couldn't run in the woods today -- what my host here calls "bang-bang season" opened this morning. And the booms of shotguns fired at deer did wake me around 6:30 am. Hunting season is only two weeks, so hunters have not a moment to spare.
Vineyard trails, so lush in summer, reveal quite different sights once the leaves fall off.
Even with the leaves gone, open vistas mean ocean views.
The pot on the left was used on whaling ships to render whaleblubber.
Days are short, the landscape harsh, it's beauty subtle.