The sign on this house on the West End of Provincetown, MA says “A home at last,” which presumably says something about the feeling of homecoming its inhabitants feel about their seaside abode. As for me, I think “home at last” nicely states how I feel upon my return from a several-day getaway to P-town. As much as I love to wander and explore places other than home, the best part of any vacation, I think, is coming home.
I have over 300 pictures from Provincetown, where the weather these past few days was rainy one minute, sunny the next. Such a quintessentially New England climate calls for a versatile wardrobe and provides particular challenges for photography. But occasionally over the past few days, there was a Perfect Moment when the sun shone and not one but three locals happened to look my way long enough to be captured in pixels. Do you think this perky trio is happy to be Home At Last in a town as dog-friendly as Provincetown?
Hoarded Ordinaries 
Jun 6, 2007 at 9:42 pm
Ha! Doxies! I do love those dachshunds. Very cute.
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Jun 7, 2007 at 10:06 am
Yes, I had you specifically in mind when I shot them!
About two seconds after I shot this picture from the sidewalk below the bank where these guys were waiting for their human, someone else tried to walk up the steps to shoot them on their level, and they went NUTS. Their human promptly appeared to shush them. Apparently they take their bank-guarding duties quite seriously… đŸ™‚
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