Not only have I moved back from the shore but it’s been sold so I can’t go there on a weekend.  What to do?  How about a colorful restored car show in Pennsauken?  It was fun.  Lots and lots of beautifully restored cars and motorcycles.

After all of that color I drove down to the Franklin Parker Preserve in the Pine Barrens (see my June 10th post).  This time I walked in the entrance from the Chatsworth-Tabernacle road, about 0.7 miles west of Chatsworth.

Yes, it was barren but here and there were touches of color.  On the right, Rhexia Virginica, identified for me by a colleague in the Pinelands Photographic Group.   I Googled it and it says it likes wet, sandy soil.  Check.

And, a Piney Fairy’s shelter. 


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Last weekend we exhibited at the 27th annual Wings ‘n Water Festival of the Wetlands Institute in Stone Harbor, NJ.  This is largely a wood carvers’ show but they also jury-in photography, oils and watercolors, all of which is to be associated with coastal life and animal and bird life.

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Barbara and our friend, Tom, decide which pictures go where on our display panels. 

I find it most peaceful to stay out of this phase.








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Here’s the finished result.  Not bad.











Here’s an overview of part of the show.  No watercolors here as they were in another building.

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Lots of exquisite carving.  I noticed that many booths had magnifying glasses so that connossieurs could study feather detail.  It’s a good thing that people don’t want a magnifying glass to look at pixel detail.

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I was pleased and honored to have one of my images selected for a Third Place Ribbon for Coastal Scenics. 

Entitled “Sunrise On The Jetty”, here it is.

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It has been a few days of unpleasant weather.  Starting with high wind and drenching rains, we are now beginning to see some sunshine, a typical September nor’easter.  The sea has been angry.


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One can see the spray and the brown spume blowing through the air, and the waves, gradually giving up as they climb the beach’s slope but still strong  enough to undermine my tripod legs.  Such storms always bring watchers (and here I am), drawn to the drama of the pounding waves. 

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 My late friend, LeRoy (a psychoanalyst),  once told us that we are drawn to the sea because we have a deep memory of the sloshing waters of the womb.  Whatever.

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Here’s a splendid portrait of a juvenile Green Heron resting on Bob’s boat rail.  I was only about ten feet from him and he was comfortable posing.  Took a while to identify him but my omniscient birding friend, Del, pronounced it a Green Heron and that settled it.



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Here’s a Great Blue Heron looking over some rental property on nearby Mordecai Island.















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While these cormorants squabble over landing rights on the pole.















Here’s a pair of  “Rats With Wings” shots.  The one on the left was taken after a delightful lunch at Cape May’s Lobster House.  On the right, in my back yard.

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Here’s a scene I captured in June but its mood is perfect for the end of the season.

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