In the Fall, things start to slow down. It gets light later and dark earlier. There are fewer boats on the water; few, if any recreational boaters, but still plenty of professionals; lots of draggers, lobster boats, tugs and barges, and the never-ending stream of car carriers heading to and from Davisville. It’s stunningly pretty, or perhaps we just more fully savor the few hours of daylight we have.
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