It is amazing how quiet things have become.  Little traffic on the boulevard and almost nothing on the side streets.  Little to no boat traffic, and dead quiet on the bay in the morning.  I’ve seen the Great Blue Heron soaking up the morning sun in the copse across from me on Mordecai Island, a sign of fall.  I’ve seen only one osprey on the perch whereas we had at least four out there this summer.  The street is quiet with only  four year-rounders, and but one on the street behind me.  Several of the shops are closed except for weekends.  Daughter Sigrid moved home to resume her family’s life up there; friend Barbara closed up her rental and went home.  The nights are quite chilly…and lonely.  I guess it’s winding down…as it does every year.  Duhhh.   Sigrid came to move me home a day early to avoid Jose.  I’ll miss the shore but I’m ready with projects in planning.

With the season’s end it’s not like this image every day but there can be moments.


But, it’s been a great summer!!

I even got to photograph some beautiful people.  Here’s the sales force of Coastal Living Real Estate Group, a company created by my friend, Bonnie Wells.  This year she asked me to photograph the group for their advertising.  I couldn’t pass up the chance to appear soon on shopping carts!


My days began brightly.  My grand-dog, Pippa, expected a handful of Cheerios Honey-nut cereal every morning.  She waited patiently at the hallway leading to my suite.  (She wouldn’t come in because, remember, an attack cat, Pearl, used to live in there, too.)  When I emerged there was much jumping around and tail wagging; by Pippa as well.  Regrettably, Pippa went home also.



There is a stained glass panel of  mine that mutes the morning sun in our kitchen.  During early September’s full moon daughter Sigrid noticed that the moon fit nicely into the scene.  Here it is shining above Barnegat Lighthouse.   There’s more about the stained glass panel here.


As the season winds down the club devotes a Happy Hour to members’ art.  It’s always a pleasure to see the capabilities represented.  Here were my entries this year, some scenes of Beach Haven and some of Sanibel Island.  Most returned to my walls but one did go home with someone else.  That’s always nice.


With the end of the season underway I wanted to photograph some of the mesmerizing sanderlings.  You and I go to Murphy’s or Acme or Shop Rite.  These creatures chase along receding wavelets for their protein.


While chasing sanderlings I also got to enjoy some surfer performance.  Here’s a man probably enthralled with the moment.  I would agree with him.  Photographically, beside the magic of the moment I particularly like the shades of green in the wave.


Yes, the season is definitely over, especially as tomorrow’s the first day of fall.  Yes, there will be some nice, warm days, and the sanderlings will skitter and the surfers will probably keep it up all winter.  But my townhouse and projects and fall activities have said, “Come home.”  And so it goes.

I bid farewell to my friend, the Great Blue who takes the early morning sun in the copse on  Mordecai.  We agreed to look each other up next spring.

I’ll look forward to it.









Two South Jersey Camera Club colleagues and I headed for LBI, primarily to photograph the Harlequin Ducks which enjoy Barnegat Inlet this time of year and had been photographed there by others.  It was a stunningly beautiful day with the high pressure bringing in a deep blue, clear sky.  But, oh, the wind and the wind chill, roaring in from the northwest.  It was painful to be on the walkway that parallels the inlet.

We didn’t find any of the Harlequins but we were rewarded by small flocks of Oldsquaws or Long-Tailed Ducks, identified for me by a colleague.  These distinctive ducks breed in the Arctic and come south for the winter.  They were fun to watch as they dove as a group to feed on whatever was being washed out by the tide, to surface twenty or thirty seconds later.


From the lighthouse we drove to the nearby commercial fishing marina, Viking Village, where there was lots of activity, including shovelling the snow from the deck of Miss Maddy, a fine boat named for my granddaughter 😉  due to go out for more scalloping.  We had a pleasant conversation with the boat’s owner, one of the Larsen family descended from the Norwegians who founded the commercial fishing industry on LBI.   I was saddened to hear of his father’s recent death.  I had met the man twice and he was pleasant, interesting and informative (typical for us Scandanavians) about their life on the sea.


After an excellent lunch (fresh scallops for my friends) in front of a (gas) fireplace at Kubell’s we headed south on the island.  We wound up at the end of Long Beach Boulevard in Holgate in the parking area that overlooks the Forsythe Refuge which begins at that point.  Lots of sea gull and sanderling activity including these two.  

For some more images taken during the day, click here.