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The Shape of Things to Come

AKA: We’re on our Way Home
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1. Re-entry
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2. Remembering
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3. Returning
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4. Point of departure
Photos: 1. After a leisurely couple of days at the campground, it was hard to adjust to the speed on the drive into Portsmouth to meet up with a colleague of Joe’s. He treated us to an amazing gourmet meal at a restaurant called Fusion. I boldly snapped a picture of my dinner, piled high and shaped like a volcano, and would have posted it here but it looked out of place in the mix. 2. I lingered on the walkway to the beach taking photos of the long lined shadows, knowing we would soon have to pull ourselves away and head for home. 3. I was drawn to watch a woman on the shoreline because I saw myself in her. Kneeling down in the sand, she was completely absorbed in an activity and then was taking pictures of something with her camera. After she left I walked over to where she had been and was uplifted by the spiral of small stones she created and then left behind. 4. Just one of the interesting creatures I came across on my beach walks. HERE is a poem about beach living in which the horseshoe crabs of my youth make an appearance.

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