I was awakened by a deluge of rain on the roof while sunlight was creeping around the blinds.  Waddup widdat?  Well, there was cloud cover (just over my house?) but sun seen around the perimeter.  There was, however, more cloud cover and more rain on the way.


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Later,  after the rain but while it was still threatening, it was an excellent time to (as Thoreau urged)  walk about, not to and fro.  Here’s Bob’s boat, hoping to get out again in the fall.

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Then there’s old Sultan, up on blocks for years, now, probably anxious to get out there but, sadly, not going to make it.

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The clouds, broken here and there, making for great reflections.

The bait boxes.

The bait boxes.


An empty slip.  Nikki must be out in this weather, working his traps.Image 05


The empty chair.

The empty chair.


My Knockout Roses after the rain.  A pleasure to see them since almost a year ago they were under four feet of salt water.

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Today is the first nor’easter since I moved down in June.  Rain all night and off and on this morning.  My friend, Bob S., had told me about a flag fastened to the last of the boardwalk pilings.  Had to see what it would look like against the stormy surf.

The wind was blowin’ pretty good; the rain was stinging my legs slightly.  Had the cover on the camera but, hey, you can’t cover the lens, right?  So, a few raindrops.  Clone ’em out.

Loved it on the beach, with the wind and flying spray.  Started to leave and had to wait at the Stop sign.

Things on the bay side were a little better … no blowing spume but still foreboding.

The Meerwald’s in town, taking people out onto Little Egg Harbor bay and drumming up interest and, hopefully, contributions.  She was out yesterday:

But I don’t think they’re going to do much business today.