Finally, something different. This was an old, warped tree on a little beach cove in Onset. I got some nice shots of the typical scenery, but this tree stuck out more. It was too cold to be at the beach, but I'm glad I went.
I curse my affinity for photography, for it has left me with thousands of images carrying your plague; as if my memory, constantly replaying our past, wasn't enough to haunt me.
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