Long graveled shady path meanders alongside a thin lazy creek toward the bay. Piles of pine cones and falling leaves line the edge of the path. A stand of ancient peeling birch reveals the bark beneath their stretched white covering.
Ducks and geese take respite in the muddy shoreline of the calm inlet. Rising tide tossing seaweed over sticks and stones and seashells.
A seagull cacophony calls out to say the blazing red sun is nearing its dip into molten waters.