Over Thanksgiving weekend, Baby-Girl and I did some shopping. This is not our typical holiday weekend practice, but the three boys decided to go camping and left us to our own devices for a whole weekend, so Saturday found us hitting all the island shops, scouting out, among other things, coastal Christmas ornaments. Given that […]
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 […]
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 […]
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, […]
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 […]
I could never stay long enough on the shore; the tang of the untainted, fresh, and free sea air was like a cool, quieting thought. Helen Keller For other thoughts on the sea, try #1, #2, #3, #4, #5, #6, #7, #8, #9, #10, #11, #12, #13, #14, #15, #16, #17, #18, #19, and #20.