Each summer we spend a couple of weeks on Monhegan Island, Maine. It is small, and breathtakingly beautiful, twelve miles out into the Atlantic. There are no cars for visitors on the island, just a fistful of pickup trucks that arrive at the dock numerous times a day to meet incoming ferries. The dock is a spot of comings and goings, of exhuberant welcomes and warm goodbyes. One of my favorite spots.
This is my hundred thirty-ninth daily drawing. Again, thank you for your interest and your ideas.
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