Thunder and Lightning does not lie. We count the days out from a winter thunderstorm and wait for the dusting of snow that follows. The icy clydesdale legs of the finger pier standing against the push of waves frozen in the moment. The Vortex that ensued
I am fortunate to hail from a long long line of folks who role up their sleeves and dig their heels in. Thank you for that as there are days we all have that challenge the humor just a BIT! I have inherited this stance honestly and anyone who knows me can see the small
I miss summer! I still have my eyes towards Spring but it all depends on the warm up. There are plenty of Drum (think nice ones) south of us now to be caught and released. They make their way each year to taunt the anglers and give them a fight worthy of every spinner I
The Cat's Cradle of the bridge construction sat silent. Rare. Dredge crews moved their equipment from Buxton and made their way North. A few days respite from the pounding and plumes of smoke signaling their progress made for idyllic conditions.
Sometimes no words are necessary. A photo, phrase, or embrace can fill the day with that blink; no words needed. If I leave you with anything it should be as few words as possible and perhaps just the gist of the days. We are winding down for the visitor season,