• Island Life
  • On Thanksgiving

    Maybe it’s just my imagination, but the shrimp boats always seem to be the most prevalent near our shoreline right around Thanksgiving. I watch them at dawn, the sun rising fire-like behind them, and in the afternoon, as they travel through the sun’s white path across the waves. At dusk, I watch their lights turn […]

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  • Fall All the Same

    During a scene in The Great Gatsby where several characters languish in the summer heat of New York City, one character chastises another for being “morbid” in her attitude and declares that “life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” Here, the weather doesn’t get “crisp” in the fall the way […]

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  • Halloween and Other Thoughts

    Don’t worry; I didn’t bring a pumpkin to the beach again this year. This is just a different shot of last year’s pumpkin. I like to get my money’s worth whenever possible. Nor, to my knowledge, have I walked around with a large toothpaste stain on my clothes like last year. There was no need, […]

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  • Over the Bridge

    Almost six years ago, I wrote this post to try to describe the feeling of traveling by bridge to an island. I imagine I could write multiple posts on the experience of crossing over, one for each facet of that movement from one world into the next. Maybe I will someday. But for now, here’s […]