Shaped by the whims of wind, water and time, no dune is ever the same the next time you see it; the lovely flowers and happy, darting birds make the sand seem to have a playful life of its own – ah, the stories a dune could tell of time from the glaciers of thousands of years ago up to the present and into infinity – ah, the stories you’ll tell of the sights and sounds of my beautiful Provincetown! ("Right-click" on title, choose "save target as", and download excerpt to your chosen program.)