Many people think I cannot swim, but I move and flutter in the sea. Some say New England makes the best things out of me.

My first part some slushy chow, My second what you're probably in right now. My whole rises quietly in forests dark, In many dishes my earthy flavors I impart.

Remove my third for a draw Flip me and I become a change to a file Unchanged I am what surfers look for

I’m the fruit that you gather. The spoils from your hard work in the soils. The name of the autumnal moon.

Change my first part to where birds and airplanes fly, and you have a James Bond movie with an Adele theme song. Change my last part, instead, and you get the place where you can see the moon and stars. Unchanged, I’m a more poetic description for when daytime ends.