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Late September has a quieter kind of heat. The days are still warm, but the light drops sooner, and the towns have settled back into their weekday rhythm. 

You notice it in small ways: a porch light on earlier, fewer cars on the bridge at noon, people taking the long way around a block because they have the time. The water is still there. The marsh is still working. Nothing dramatic has to happen for the week to feel like itself.

This is a good stretch to look up from the calendar and actually be on the coast — a walk, an errand that turns into supper, a familiar street at the end of the day.

Enjoy the beauty around us and have a blessed week...