Duxbury Fisherman at Sunset

Tonight, Hubby said, “do you want to go for a walk? I’ve used up the area around here. We should go somewhere else.” I agreed, put on shoes, hit the car, and, three hours later, we were in Duxbury, at some wood bridge he’d heard of before. Not sure how 15 minutes of walking and shooting on/from the bridge counts as a walk, but that was our (very long) evening. At sunset, I saw this kid call his dad over because he needed help pulling a fish off the hook to throw back. “It’s a baby bluefin,” he told his dad. I’ll have to take his word on that one.



Good day, despite the stop at Wendy’s (blech) and the fact that they got my order so completely wrong, it’s not even worth mentioning, and the fact that our evening walk turned into nearly 4 hours of driving and only 15-ish minutes of walking/stopping to take photos. Don’t want to complain or anything …

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