the outermost

In a private collection

“Touch the earth, love the earth, her plains, her valleys,
her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in her solitary places.
For the gifts of life are the earth’s and they are given to all,
and they are the songs of birds at daybreak, Orion and the
Bear, and the dawn seen over the ocean from the beach.”
— Henry Beston, The Outermost House

I rose before dawn to see the view from Cape Cod
Coast Guard Beach — to see the spot where Henry Beston
lived for a year and wrote about life at the edge.
I felt the endlessness, of the view, and of the life cycle.