Saturday, October 18, 2014

Strange Patterns

The mornings have seen the bays glassy calm. Then a breeze picks up, ruffling the water. As the day goes into afternoon, the wind dies down and the water patterns the boats that have passed throughout the afternoon, holding on to the passage like a child reluctant to let go of the day.

I rarely let Costa Bonita or whatever it's called these days be in any of my photos (if you work there or live there or rent there, so it is, just my personal feelings about the place), but at magic light time it wasn't so bad for a moment.

The morning sky at dawn was also strange. It was like the sun was rising in the southwest. I've been waiting for that most of my life. Why ask why? Will Hell freeze over next? Will pigs fly?

Toward Vieques

Amazingly, the port web cam in Bermuda kept on working most of the afternoon, all night and today. In the eye of the storm, tree frogs could easily be heard. I haven't seen or read any reports on damages yet, but I'm sure they will come in as the day progresses, with hopes that Gonzalo did not take any lives. The two hospitals reported damage, as did one of the shelters. We'll know more when we know more. Counting our blessings here.

Have a second to none Saturday. Do something superabundant.


  1. The juxtaposition of the boat masts and the poles inland in Photo #3 is marvelous - accident or on purpose?

    1. Truth? I have different feelings about those poles in the background at different times. This time, I liked them. There's another, closer up, where they are even more obvious and I was surprised how much I liked it, even though I didn't post it here.