My friend Mindy swept me away to her family compound down in Chatham and I must say, a bit of sea air does blow out the funk. Or wait, perhaps that was the copious amounts of red wine? Hard to know.

Friday night we hit P-town (otherwise known as Provincetown for those of you checking in from the west coast). I got the most fabulous skirt (truly, I wanted to sleep with it, I love it that much) and a pair of outrageous earrings and I got to wear both Saturday night and feel like a million bucks.

I'm very sorry I did not take my camera with me to P-town as there was so much to photograph-- but you know, it's hard. Either you live, or you take photos-- all these that I'm sharing with you I actually stopped, walked around and snapped shots because I knew I would be mad if I got home with nary a glimpse captured.

Here's where little Moby Scissorhands lives . . .

Here are my friends Mindy and Paul. Good thing they don't know I have a blog, or they might object to my sharing their morning visages.

For the rest-- just random shots. A bientot--

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