Two Oceans - 27 East

Two Oceans

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Ground Level

  • Publication: East Hampton Press
  • Published on: Nov 1, 2022
  • Columnist: Marilee Foster
Early Sunday, just before sunrise, the night hit its final low, and as first light emanated from the east, a solid frost set in below. I passed a fisherman at... more

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