Are You An Environmentalist?

I was wondering today what the opposite of “environmentalist” is. Choose one:
1.) Litter bug/polluter,
2.) Earth squanderer,
3.) Capitalist.

Reporter Jeff McMahon asked this very question of his readers two years ago, and no one could come up with an exact antonym, at least no antonyms that weren’t pejorative.

The definition is “a person who is concerned with or advocates the protection of the environment.”

One reason to advocate is pollution. We are polluting ourselves out of existence. When you think about it, we should all be environmentalists.

Did you know this week is Pollution Prevention Week? (Do visit the EPA site and get some ideas on preventing pollution.)

I have not always been an environmentalist. I trusted the government to take care of the earth. But now I realize, with regret, that my trust was misplaced. Different times require different behavior. Environmentalism had almost gone out of style. But that, too, is changing. Bloggers can spread the word on how desperate the situation has become. We need to fight pollution on all fronts.

There’s plastic pollution, something I have weighed in on already.

Toxic synthetic chemicals surround us, polluting modern life. (Watch this brilliant short video from the Environmental Working Group and join the movement.)

In the Midwest, the air and water are polluted with glyphosate. Pesticide residue pollutes the food we eat. Monsanto has polluted our seeds with the insertion of GMOs.

The government will soon decide whether or not to allow the extraction of natural gas from the Marcellus Shale, despite the ground swell of opposition to fracking and the fact that such a procedure will create pollution of the drinking water of millions of people.

Here on Cape Cod, NStar intends to pollute our sole-source aquifer by spraying four herbicides under the power lines. You may have seen the spectacular banners on Outer Cape bridges this month, created by Femke Rosenbaum of CWAACC (Clean Water Art Action Cape Cod). We don't want herbicides to trickle down. We cannot allow this pollution to move forward. These herbicides will remain in our drinking water for generations, creating chronic disease.

Do you consider yourself an environmentalist?

Don't Miss the Wellfleet Farmers Market!

The second to last Wellfleet farmers market of 2011 was held today from eight to noon behind Preservation Hall. I have really enjoyed the chance to buy fresh fruit and veggies over the past few months. I picked up some heirloom tomatoes from Victoria at H&H Farm. Check out her amazing eggplant!

Last Wednesday the market was organized inside, which was fun, too. There were fresh flowers from Long Pond Farm, organic local eggs, gourds of all shapes and sizes.

Katie Reed, whose raw foods class was featured in yesterday's post, animated a stand that sold both vegetables and raw food ingredients like Brazil nuts and hemp seeds. Today I sampled some of her banana ice cream, with cacao sauce. Yum!

Light from the stained glass windows lit up Tracy Plaut's stand last week. She was selling chocolate mint jelly, homemade blueberry jam, salsa, pesto, and much more on behalf of Preservation Hall. I bought three jars, the perfect gift for a friend and a nice way to support our community center.

When I lived in France, I went to the farmers market several times a week, all year long.

We are fortunate to have a farmers market in Wellfleet, even if it is only open during the summer months. Farmers markets are only successful if they are attended by the local population. If you have not yet been, do try to go today, or next Wednesday.

Does your town have a farmers market? What produce have you bought recently that you particularly enjoyed? Did you get a chance to chat with the folks who grew the produce?

Raw Foods Chef Reinvents Breakfast

A week ago I took a Raw Foods Fundamentals course at Preservation Hall, taught by local raw foods chef Katie Reed of FarmMaid Foods. I enjoyed the experience so much that I returned Sunday for “Breakfast Reinvented.” The class did not disappoint.

“The power of raw foods comes out with breakfast in the morning,” Katie said, busy cramming a variety of green veggies into her Vitamix.

There was curly kale, organic celery, core-less apples, a fistful of cilantro. With a flick of the switch, her machine began its high-speed blend. A smile spread across my face as I thought of all the enzymes and vitamins in the green juice I would soon be drinking. “Carrot Splendor” followed the “Get Up and Go.” I can see why raw foodies get inspired to eat fresh and raw for the whole day. These concoctions even taste healthy!

Apparently most people need more veggies than the usual diet provides. Memo to self, Add veggies to diet. Katie explained why: “They provide a highly accessible form of nutrients.”

A mother and daughter team had joined the class as we moved on to a strawberry kefir smoothie, a drink that was truly yummy.

“Kefir is super nourishing. If you get sugar cravings, drink this,” Katie told us.

Next, we admired a bottle of black and white high-protein chia seeds. Chia porridge is served raw but can be warmed for cool fall days.

“Chia is good for heart health, prostate and breast cancer,” Katie was telling us, adding the final ingredient to the blender bowl, Goji berries. The porridge looked festive (see above). Apparently athletes consume it, too.

“I’m amazed,” said Ann-Marie, on the next stool. “I wasn’t anticipating liking this one.”

Then Katie taught us how to make no-cholesterol vanilla almond milk. In this photo, she is squeezing kale but obtained milk from the blended, pre-soaked almonds the same way. The residue in the Rawsome Creations nut milk bag can be turned into almond flour. If juicing pulp remains, it can be turned into veggie crackers.

“Raw foods is not a diet really, it’s a lifestyle,” Katie explained.

I’m glad the raw-foods philosophy can be embraced without obligation to eat only raw. I can see adding a lot of these recipes to my repertoire and reaping the benefits as Sven and I grow older.

At the beginning of class, a woman had rushed in off the street, unable to attend class that day. She purchased three bags of raw granola instead. Our final lesson was making it. Katie began by draining raw buckwheat groats that had soaked overnight and shredding two apples. The raw granola also has coconut, sprouted pumpkin and sunflower seeds and Medjool dates as a binder. But, since a dehydrator is involved, I don’t think I will make raw granola any time soon. I just invested in a Vitamix!

Another Letter to the Editor Published Yesterday

Here is my latest letter to the editor of the Cape Cod Times: "Every week there’s new evidence showing pesticide use is injurious to people. Today brings an article in the journal Pediatrics reporting a probable link between exposure to pesticides and ADHD. Glyphosate, sold retail as Roundup, is an endocrine disrupter that affects reproductive health and may also cause chronic disease in children, prostate cancer, Parkinsons … The list goes on and on. Glyphosate needs to be banned. What? ... The National Seashore plans to apply glyphosate to the phragmites in Wellfleet’s Herring Pond? What?! Glyphosate is one of the herbicides NStar intends to spray under the power lines? It's widely used in the USA, so that proves it must be safe? Ha, ha. Think again. Recently researchers found glyphosate in water and air in the Midwest. This is bad news for humanity. Don't use this poison. Cape Cod is a sandbar. We drink water from a sole-source aquifer. What goes into the ponds, or into the ground, will go into us. The latest research shows that even trace amounts wreck havoc with the hormone system in the developing fetus. Pesticides are more dangerous than previously believed. How many new studies do we need before these toxic chemicals are banned?"

Memorable Quotes from the Summer of 2011

Jamie (son-in-law): “I ran around Long Pond. It was really gorgeous, peaceful, quiet, with no one there.”

Paul (guest): “You are fortunate to live in such a beautiful place. Do you realize that?”

Me to Alan (guest): “Did you have a good day? Did you see whales?”

Alan, with a big grin: “Loads!”

Dick Morrill (from Facebook): “HEY!! Yeah, I'm talking to you, the guy in charge of summer. You call this summer? I've seen summer, and I know summer, and this ain't no ‘summer.’ This is, what? A warm spell? And, what's with all that rain. 
Jeez. Now Texas, they're having a summer. Over 100 degrees every day. See, that's what we could have if we had Rick Perry praying for us. Well, no way he's ever going to pray for a state like Massachusetts... Oh well, I'm going to get my jacket and go to the beach.”

Betsy (return guest): “And, he irons, too?”

Sven: “We can’t live in a more beautiful place. We have to appreciate it. Carpe Diem!”

In Which Ilya Comes to Call

At a bed & breakfast, you never know who is going to come knocking on your door in the summer. Yesterday Sven and I received a visit from Ilya, a young man who once painted our house trim. Ilya impressed us with his fastidiousness and his flair. He held several jobs, while on Cape Cod, and raised money for future studies abroad, working as a waiter for a number of years at a local restaurant. I remember attending his going-away party five years ago. Our ambitious friend from Bulgaria was off to Oxford to study the law. Ilya now practices international corporate law from his office in Bulgaria. He was in Wellfleet to check out what being a tourist feels like. We discussed the social skills young people can acquire while working here in the summer. I was touched that, while in Massachusetts, Ilya picked up a paint-brush that he actually used and plans to frame it once home. This Bulgarian lawyer is a perfect example of what one can attain if one sets one's mind to it ...

The Turtle that Crossed the Road

Look what crossed my path the other day! I was driving along Long Pond Road, spotted this turtle, and took a photo. Do you know what kind of turtle it is?

Things To Do on a Wellfleet Beach

Toxic Chemicals Update ...

A reader requested an update on the NStar situation, so here goes: nothing has changed. NStar still intends to spray four herbicides under the power lines.

The good news? More people are realizing we are poisoning our environment. There was an article this week in Grist about glyphosate showing up in air and water. Another article in Mother Jones indicates glyphosate harms soil. And, WSNBC shared info on a large study showing pesticide residue leads to ADHD in children. (Glyphosate is sold retail as Roundup. Don't buy it!)

Also, good news for one hard-working environmentalist: Sandra Steingraber was awarded a $100,000 Heinz Award yesterday. Today, she donated this money to the fight against fracking. Hats off, Dr. Steingraber!

The bad news, here on Cape Cod? As I said, no movement from NStar despite the letters, banners, petitions. And, there is more local use of glyphosate to worry about … Did you hear the National Seashore plans to apply it to the phragmites at Herring Pond?

I called the Seashore yesterday to protest and spoke to Shelly Hall, Chief of Natural Resources, who said she understood my concerns. She said the project has been cleared with regional pest management, blah, blah, blah. They would use syringes, blah, blah, blah, and no surfactant, in a “highly controlled application.” They feel the threat to the ecosystem of having these reeds take over the ponds is not something the Seashore can permit. I asked, if there were no other way to get rid of phragmites, which I actually happen to like. “No, there is not,” she replied.

Actually, this information is not true. A machine exists to do the job, but the rental of this machine is expensive. (Source is Tracy Plaut, who used to live on Nantucket with husband Swede. "After we sued the town over the use of the herbicides, they brought in a piece of machinery that pulled them out at the root. It was more expensive which is why they wanted to do the chemicals in the 1st place, but effective. Swede said he doesn't remember who they rented the machinery from, but we know they didn't have to do it again for as long as we lived there.")

As if I were not upset enough as is, I read on the NRDC blog that President Obama and his staff have sided with the chemical industry and ordered the EPA to stand down in its effort to control the solvent TCE, a known carcinogen. I immediately wrote the White House to protest. The President’s decision represents a giant step backwards. I realize the EPA is under attack from the Tea Party, but having the White House throw such a curve ball must be upsetting to all who work on behalf of the environment.

Does this new development worry you? If so, what are you going to do about it? Are you inspired by Dr. Steingraber's donation?

How Beautiful Can Beach Stones Be?

Wellfleetian Records Tar Sands Pipeline Protest Song

Wellfleet's Jerusha wrote a protest song that is now available on YouTube: "I wrote a song en route to Washington last month, and sang it in front of the White House, where I was arrested (not for singing!) along with 1251 others in the Tar Sands Action for sustainable energy and against Keystone XL pipeline, the largest civil disobedience on this continent in this century, so far. There will be other relevant actions on Sept 24 via moving-planet.org and in October via tarsandsaction.org. When I got home we recorded the song, and just did a new version (with Rick Arnoldi, Scott Trask and Paula Erickson). Doug Grandt used the song in a video and posted it on YouTube."

Also, today is the day to call President Obama and urge him to reject the Tar Sands pipeline, backed by the Koch Brothers, as well as to request a ban on fracking. Call the White House at 202-456-1111 or 202-456-1414 between 9 am and 5 pm EDT today. "Hello my name is _, I live in (City, State) and I want fracking banned and a sane, renewable energy policy for this country." What are you waiting for? Make that call now!

How Not to Start Your Day

Eee-gads! I look at my alarm clock and cannot believe my eyes. It’s 7:20 and the damn thing did not go off at 7, which is the time I set last night, since our Liberty Coin guests requested early breakfast, prior to departure. I leap out of bed, toss my nightgown into a corner, grab a dress from the hook, step into a pair of panties. In the kitchen, the dishes await, snug in the dishwasher. I flip on the coffee machine, then the oven, grab the ingredients for scones: flour, butter, egg, milk, vanilla. Without a cup of coffee, I cannot think straight, so some of these details may be a bit approximate, but I know the next thing I did for sure was to start filling the breakfast tray with everything needed for the table outside: dishes, napkins, sugar bowl, silverware, creamer, granola, yogurt in dish, vase with flowers.

That’s when Sven enters the kitchen. I have just poured myself a cup of coffee.

“My alarm clock didn’t work,” I hiss. “Can you help? Here. Clean the table outside.”

I thrust sponge and dish towels into his hands. Provide a tablecloth, too. Upstairs, I can hear the guests moving around. They will be down any second. I have turned back to my scones. I’m doing the recipe in double-time. If I can get them in the oven fast, perhaps the guests can enjoy eating this yummy pastry at the end of their breakfast?

Out the window, I could see Sven dutifully cleaning the table, had I taken the time to look. He must be half-awake, too. I have almost finished chopping the butter into the flour when he appears behind me a few minutes later and picks up the breakfast tray to transport it outside, something I have done every day this summer and for several summers for that matter, without mishap.

I’m busy with my scones. In go the cranberries. I start scooping out the mixture, filling the scone-pan triangles. Suddenly there’s a huge clatter behind me. I swerve to see Sven crash into a chair, having tripped over something. The tray flies out of his hands onto the table, mixing yogurt, granola, and flower water. There’s glass in the granola, yogurt on the flowers, orange juice all over the place mats.

Time to take a deep breath and start over. We remove everything from the tray, fill it again. Sven gets the table set as the guests walk outside.

I serve them the scones, but not the backstory.

The scones were tasty as could be.

Prez. Hall Hosts First Raw Foods Class

Yesterday I took a Raw Food Fundamentals class at Preservation Hall, offered by FarmMaid Foods. The course was taught by Katie Reed, who explained how food allergies had led her to a radical change in diet and a near total embrace of raw foods. She announced that the two-hour course would provide basic recipes and tips towards sustaining a raw food lifestyle. Since I have heard eating raw foods leads to improved health, I was all ears, as were the other five ladies who had signed up for the course.

First off, Katie showed us how to make a green smoothie with a Vita-prep mixer. We all got to taste and, I must say, it was delicious. (I will make mine in my Cuisinart.)

Next on the menu: kale salad. We learned how to massage the greens, which changed texture and reduced in volume. Katie shared her special dressing with vegetable base and warned us against vinegar, which ends all enzyme activity. Katie added slices of cucumber and orange peppers, cherry tomatoes, then finally sprouts and hemp seeds. Check out how pretty the salad looks in this paper bowl! The dish was so good I requested seconds.

Ever made sauerkraut? If not, you should learn. Boy, was it easy! Several of the attendees helped Katie massage one pound of organic cabbage to which one tablespoon of salt had been added. Then the chef wrung out the shredded cabbage and placed it in a mason jar, just covering with the rendered liquid. She pointed out how economical this sauerkraut is: the cost of one pound of organic cabbage!

Finally the potential raw food converts were treated to an uncooked brownie, whose main ingredient was walnuts. I noted the rocking motion of the food processor, which Katie explained helped keep the walnuts from turning to butter. Would I be able to imitate her technique at home? I sure hope so!

Katie admitted that it is hard to source ingredients on the Cape. She had brought some of the nuts and cacao powder, necessary for the desserts, and made these crucial ingredients available for purchase after the course.

While cooking, Katie spewed raw food tips. For instance, refrigerate your walnuts lest they go rancid and use a certain type of Agave instead of sugar. She also recommended several raw food cookbooks, which we all duly noted.

Prez. Hall will host more raw food classes this fall. Already scheduled, “Asian Fusion” and “Breakfast Reinvented,” next Sunday. Guess which one I’m taking!

Thoughts on the 10th Anniversary of 9/11

How many of us looked up at the blue sky yesterday and remembered the unimaginable tragedy that unfolded ten years ago at the World Trade Center? Sven and I were home that day, and construction of our studio was under way. It is one of those rare times, like President Kennedy’s assassination, that we all remember exactly what we were doing at the moment those planes crashed into the World Trade Center. Our whole society changed dramatically that day.

9/11 touched Wellfleet in a personal way: two residents were murdered. For nine years there was a bronze memorial plaque at the post office, but it has disappeared, so I cannot give you both names. I only know the back story for one of the victims. Berry Berenson boarded American Airlines Flight 11 in Boston, to fly to Los Angeles and see family. I always thought, how crazy: that could have happened to me.

On this day of remembrance, we also need to think about the folks who tried to rescue those who died that day. You may have heard that the 9/11 responders do not receive health coverage that covers cancer. Congress should be ashamed of this decision.

I scratched my head last week as I read a Boston Globe headline: “Ground zero dust study finds no death increase.” How different from the treatment in the Guardian: “World Trade Centre rescuers at higher risk of cancer, Lancet reveals.” It was fascinating to me to compare the two reports on the exact same news. How could they be so different? The Guardian further stated, “The cancers are various, but the most common were those of the skin, prostate, thyroid and non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. The authors say a link between exposure to the pollutants given off by the World Trade Centre and cancer is biologically plausible because ‘some contaminants in the WTC dust, such as polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons, polychlorinated biphenyls, and dioxins, are known carcinogens.’”

Everyone knows breathing in toxic dust at ground zero cannot have been good for health.

There was also an article in today's New York Times on the dust, and what the paper calls, "the greatest environmental disaster in New York's history."

This week CNN’s senior health reporter Sanjay Gupta even did a special called "Terror in the Dust." I have not yet seen it but hope to.

Where were you on 9/11? Do you see 9/11 as the day that changed the world forever?

OUR Beach?

So many people have gone home for the start of the school year that Wellfleet already feels deserted after the incredible influx of folks on vacation all summer, non-residents, tourists, summer people. When I saw Sharyn Lindsay yesterday, she said, "Good to have our town back, isn't it?" We totally agree. Sven and I took a walk at LeCount yesterday. Over dinner, my husband said to me, "It was nice to walk on the beach when there weren't so many people. It's like OUR beach." I could only agree.

Do any of you readers, who live here, feel the same way?

LeCount Hollow, Today

Standing With ChicoBag!

Did you hear? ChicoBag is being sued by three plastic bag manufacturers. I support alternatives to plastic bags and HEART this small California-based company. I have kept a ChicoBag in my purse for four years now. I take the bag out whenever I go shopping. It's a great invention. The bag folds up and fits into a pouch. Sometimes I forget my basket. But, I can always whip out my ChicoBag. In fact, I have two. In this photo, you can see how small the pouch is and light-weight. I was even thinking of having some made up as gifts for 2012 guests at Chez Sven.

Please sign the petition started by leading environmental and civic organizations in defense of ChicoBag. Reusable bags are so much better for the environment than single-use plastic!

(This post is part of the Patchwork Living Blogging Bee at Frugal Kiwi and Attainable Sustainable).

Why Innkeepers Need an Occasional Break

Psst. Don’t tell anybody, but Sven and I took a day off yesterday and, boy, did we enjoy it. How delightful to relax after a very busy Labor Day weekend! No Main House guests until late this afternoon. Yesterday night, I settled two businessmen into the cottage for the night. The weather is not ideal, but at least Cape Cod has been spared the heavy rain that caused flooding in Pennsylvania today. The businessmen were going to stay in Liberty Coin Suite, but I was able to give them an upgrade, since no one had booked the cottage. They were very happy with their accommodation. I’m glad I could offer this upgrade, but even more pleased that Sven and I have our home back for a short period. That’s the thing: when you run a B&B in a private home, sometimes your personal space gets reduced dramatically. The last group of folks even commandeered the living room. I was glad they were happy but equally glad to see them leave. Why? We always feel a responsibility towards our guests, so cannot totally relax when the house is full. Why? An innkeeper is on call 24 hours a day.

What’s more, innkeepers must be on best behavior at all times. After weeks and weeks of best behavior, the urge to let loose creeps up on you. For a day or two, we can do whatever we want, make as much noise as we want, choose when to wake up and when to go to sleep … After a couple days of R&R, we'll be ready to interact with new guests again.

Any innkeepers out there have suggestions on how to get the most out of a break?

Outer Cape Wildlife Quiz

What wildlife exists on the Outer Cape? Can you name three wild animals? Probably, most of you thought coyotes, foxes, and racoons. We also have squirrels, chipmunks, and deer. Right? Oh, and Thanksgiving is coming in a couple months, so let’s not forget the wild turkeys that wander onto the roads from time to time, almost as tame as the foxes. What else? There aren’t many rabbits anymore because of the influx of predators. Swimming in our ponds we have, besides mercury-laden fish and frogs … turtles! Yes, and my granddaughter got to hold one this summer. (Remember how she loved the tadpoles in Dyer Pond? Same for the turtles. Note, she threw both back.)

Last but not least, I must mention a recent arrival, an animal that we actually saw lurking in the yard one day. Fisher cats. Not so pleased with this new predator that sneaks into fox and coyote dens to find supper. The fisher cats make a dreadful screech in the night that sounds like a neighbor’s wife being murdered. This creature does not have predators, so chances are they will multiply.

Can anyone think of a wild animal I forgot to mention?

After Dancing With Irene ...

Several weeks ago Sven and I walked up LeCount Hollow Beach, as we are wont to do. We like to go as far as the Marconi site, then turn around and walk back. When we had nearly reached our destination, we came upon a whimsical collection of driftwood, arranged like a ship at the foot of the dune. There were even benches to sit on and rest a while. I particularly enjoyed the dummy who stood guard. He was wearing a life vest, with a crushed aluminum can in one pocket. The beachcomber had given him seaweed for hair and a snorkeling mask as a face. Someone spent a lot of time scavenging flotsam and laboring over this creation. The least I could do was take a few photos and share them on this blog.

When we returned this week, Irene had visited the beach and danced off with the guard, whose vest was nowhere in sight. Check out the power of the waves. All that remains is the tallest timber of the ship's mast ...

Two Comments: One Positive, One Negative

Happy Labor Day, everyone!

In August, a blog reader bothered to comment on a very old post. It was about which Wellfleet’s kettle ponds are personal favorites. Anonymous wrote in the comment, “I figure Sven's must be Great Pond since he goes down on our private beach every year and sits in our chairs and enjoys the view without ever leaving even a note of thanks.”

It is true that during the spring, fall, and winter, we sometimes walk around the ponds. It’s quiet, peaceful, and deserted. No one is around. All the second-home owners have gone home to the city where they live. The beauty of the National Seashore is free for all to enjoy. The words “private beach” make no sense at such moments.

Sven, who is 73, sometimes gets tired and will rest while I take photos for this blog. And, yes, sometimes he sits down on a log, overturned boat, chair, or whatever happens to be handy. The world needs more generous-minded folks, like my husband. Private beaches do not exist in Sweden, his country.

Mean-spirited comments are very rare, thank goodness. At about the same time, I was contacted by a high school friend who found me through an ad for the bed & breakfast and calls herself a “fan” of this blog. Charlotte wrote, “I’ve just returned from the internet café in the little seaside town of Rapallo, in Liguria, where I’m staying for most of August. I went to check my e-mail and your daily blog entry. I don’t know how you do it. All the hard work and long hours in running a successful B&B are truly admirable. You’re a veritable Wonderwoman!”

You can easily guess which comment made my day. Much nicer to be compared to Wonderwoman than criticized for trespassing, don’t you think?

When Truro is the Place to Be

The place to be, for one day each summer, here on Cape Cod, is not Wellfleet, it's Truro. And, that day has come. Today the neighboring town celebrates agriculture in a big way with its third annual Ag Fair. People are being asked to carpool, or take the bus, as parking is very limited, and the plan for 2011 is to make the center of town pedestrian only. It is for this reason that I will probably not journey down Route 6 this year, although I have loved going in the past. Let me clarify: one can no longer zip in and zip out. I have too much already on my plate today. Still, I'd love a slice of pie. Pie-eating contests, great veggies, everything organic, farm animals... If you are looking for a fun way to spend a couple hours en famille, take in the Truro Ag Fair!

Cape Cod Featured in Wall Street Journal

Today the Wall Street Journal describes Cape Cod as the ideal fall destination and suggests what to do if you have only three days to explore, say this Labor Day weekend, for instance. Wellfleet gets visited on Sunday afternoon. Restaurants chosen are PB and Wicked Oyster. The reporter also recommends the bike trail and Duck Harbor Beach. This is an interesting choice because so few people know how wonderful Duck Harbor is. I always mention Duck Harbor to guests, especially anyone here with children. The waves are less frightening, for one thing. The beach is usually deserted. You can still find shells. The professional photographer did not do such a great job, in my opinion, but then it is hard to capture Duck Harbor in a photo. A long time ago, I wrote a post about why Duck Harbor Beach is so special. It's a good post, worth reading again. Check it out.

Did you like the WSJ article? Have you visited Duck Harbor?