The whirl and blur of the holidays are over.
The Christmas Tree was taken Down.
Ornaments and decorations packed away.
We went down to Woods Hole town.
On a very foggy day.

A foggy day in January. The research vessel Marcus Langseth, seen behind the “9-11” tent structure at the Woods Hole Steamship Authority terminal.
Woods Hole at mid-morning ferry departure times can be very quiet.
The crowds of commuting workers take earlier boats.
There were almost no cars waiting to board to soon-to-depart boat.
So there were ducks.
I don’t remember ducks here before.
But I now suspect they may cruise through frequently, in between ferries, when it’s quiet, to look for crumbs dropped by the many people who pass through here every day.
Maybe they know that the commuters eat their donuts and pastries while standing on the dock waiting for the ferry, with their coffee in the other hand so they can’t catch the crumbs.