Farther along, I passed the Captain Linnell House, built in the 1850s by a very successful sea captain who, unfotunately, died in a tropical storm off the coast of Brazil before having much opportunity to enjoy it.
There was a brisk, chilly breeze, and the beach was nearly deserted. This was the view towards the southwest, and the upper arm of the Cape.
This was the view to the east., looking toward Wellfleet and Truro.
Heading back from the beach, I came to Wildflower Lane. What might be growing there?
There were these (can anyone identify?).
And, there was my old friend Rosa rugosa.
This eastern box turtle had just made it safely across the road.
Azaleas were in bloom next to the road.
As I approached our friends' house, I saw a male American robin perched on a fence rail.
Just opposite our friends' door a mourning dove sat on crossbar.
Later we went shopping in downtown Orleans. We visited Main Street Wine & Gourmet, where I got this encouraging message.