Provincetown: Red Rowboat

We were walking on the beach, clear, cold, sunny and pretty much a beautiful winter day. The tide was out and I saw a red rowboat filled with rain water from yesterday.

Way out on the blue, blue, white-capped water, there's a ship. A big one. Very big. I forget what they call them. A cargo ship? Not sure. It's grey and serious, but the day is a frolic, with seagulls discoing in mid-air, the sun flirty warm, the few visitors wrapped up warmly against the cold. Many wool hats pulled down. Some very classic sexy men in Navy pea coats and tight pants. They don't go for girls, I know, but I go for them.