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Monhegan July 6 '62 All last night the north wind blew. It was a cold night - it must have been 40°. The North Wind! A skyful of it. And the pale glow of the Northern Lights. Today - a walk to the woods toward Black Head. No chanterelles yet. Lichen - very dry - over the masses of green grey rocks. I saw Kapoa: the bay view, the long golden arc of sand and the ironwood + the Norfolk pines. There is always a persistent wind there - the ocean in motion, unlike this tonight, when the dark still hulk of [Manana?] diminishes the silence + the unmoving channel. My moonlight pictures: There is a world somewhere there in the remembered moonlight on full seas.