
Sven had suggested a walk by the ocean. Shirtsleeve weather made it hard to imagine a cold wind would be blowing. Surfers and a few optimistic sunbathers were out anyway. Up in the sky a large white cloud pulled across the sun and seemed to want to stay there forever. Blue sky showed to the north, so I suggested we go see if the bayside was warmer. (That’s the beauty of Wellfleet: you always have a choice.)
On the way down Griffin Island Road we stopped to eyeball a construction site on a lot in the National Seashore where there used to be a simple ranch-style house.

Then, it was on to Duck Hollow Beach. We observed

On the road back, we again passed the new building. I use the word "building" because it doesn't look much like a house. Condos, perhaps. On the radio, Daniel Shore was urging listeners not to feel bad about government corruption. Some clever Washington lawyers must have figured out how to bend the rules and build big in the Seashore. I cannot help but wonder if burning down the house was part of the plan? I could investigate, but I think I prefer chasing clouds ....