Saturday, February 12, 2011

Wingaersheek in Winter

Today we went for a walk on Wingaersheek Beach in Gloucester with a couple of good friends. It felt great to get out of town; our car has been stuck in its parking spot for about three weeks and I've been feeling city-bound.

Snow was in the forecast but it never arrived. We were all bundled in layers and warm boots. After trekking across the snowy parking lot, the beach was not as cold and windy as we'd expected. The sun made a wan appearance. We had the place to ourselves except for a few dogs and their people.

The late afternoon light was wonderful. even my little old Leica point-and-shoot managed to take some nice photos:


The dullest aspect of the scenery was the ocean, flat and gray. It was more interesting to look at the beach, where snow and ice had formed frozen tidal patterns.


The snowy dunes reminded me of bleak Dutch landscape paintings. The best ones make you shiver just looking at them:


We often think of winter as colorless, but it's just lacking in green.Winter brings out the golds, grays, blues, and browns we otherwise ignore:


We walked along until nearly sundown, enjoying the changing light and the freshening winds.


Then we headed to Essex for an early dinner at Woodman's. They keep serving crab and lobster rolls, fried clams, chicken fingers, and onion rings, no matter how frozen the North Shore may be. Fried food is extra delicious after a long walk in the cold.

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