Yes, it’s hard to believe that this is where I was New Years Eve a year ago. A lot has happened between now and then. Becky and I will be on a plane, taking the red-eye back from California. Not quite as cool as a trip to Mauna Kea, Hawaii.
I’ve got a good feeling about 2013. I hope you have a happy and prosperous New Year.
We’re so far away from dragonfly season that it ain’t funny. Here’s on I took in 2009 and forgot about.
There are a dedicated bunch if folks that surf at Bass Rocks here in Gloucester. That’s Thacher Island with its twin lights in the background.
I took these Wandering Tattler photos a year ago in Hawaii. He’s got himself a crab.
We have had dismally nasty, rainy weather since Sunday. Friday afternoon it finally broke as the sun was going down. I’m starting to like this place.
Phew! We made it to Friday. I’m taking a break from trying to bring order to the new home. I found this photo of a Red Squirrel I encountered a few years ago.
Believe it or not, I’ve almost got my office (aka my man cave) organized. I really appreciate the well wishes set on the last couple of posts. I do read each and every comment that comes through.
As I mentioned in my last post, we have made a move to a new location. Oh my, what a lot of work! I started with the packing crew on last Thursday, we did the move on Friday, cleaned out the old apartment on Saturday morning and started attacking the unpacking on Saturday.
Did we do the right thing? I think so. This is what we woke up to Saturday morning. But when we looked outside, this is what we saw out the window as dawn was breaking.
We still have an extensive front yard.
We live on the edge of the Great Saltmarsh that runs from Gloucester all the way up to New Hampshire. Yes, that is an Osprey nest in the center of the picture. Keep your fingers crossed!
These salt marsh grasses are backlight by the first rays breaking over the rise.
Bear with me as I get my bearings and routine set up. I may be a bit spotty with the posting for a few weeks. Thanks for sticking with me.
I cannot help it. That is what has been going through my mind for the last few weeks. So long, and thanks for all the fish. I came to Gloucester a little over six years ago. I had been in Colorado for 16 years and economics forced me to leave my wife back in Colorado and I took a job in Oak Ridge, Tennessee. I was there for a year alone in a two bedroom apartment with a mattress, a tooth brush, a pot, a pan and a 14” TV. We were waiting for the house to sell.
In August of 2006, I got a call for an interview. I had my first meal at the Morning Glory Café. I had the crab cakes. They were good, so I took the job. I was making enough to bring Becky out with me and we left the house to sell. It was the start of the housing bubble burst. We saw it coming as early as 2004. It took us another six months. Good thing, too. Right after that, the shit hit the fan.
We looked at a few places, but none were suitable. Either they were too funky or the landlord was too funky. We drove into the Fort Square community. What wen through my mind was, “Let’s just look at this place and move on.”
But as we came around the front of The Fort, and saw the harbor, we decided to stay. The apartment was spacious and the landlords are good people. And just as important, it has been a really wonderful place to live.
So for six years, we have lived on the Fort. We know our neighbors. We have friends. We have celebrated births and mourned deaths.
But it is time to move on.
The apartment is starting to get to be too small, but finding another cool place to live has been challenging. As we tried to look for another place, and we looked for over nine months, we often abandoned our search and decided to stay. We just couldn’t find another good place.
But now, it is time to move. We have found a new home two towns over, closer to Becky’s work. I will still work in Gloucester. I’m fortunate that I still have neighbors that work for the same company.
As far as SMU goes, I’ll keep it going as best as I can during the transition. You’ll more than likely see some photos from the past that were not shown. Perhaps some repeats. But I’ve posted over 1700, not even I remember everyone! But we have an old home to pack and a new one to set up. There’s a lot to do.
Exciting times!
In December 2010, I came upon this Willet foraging in the surf. Tomorrow, I will let you know what is going on in my life. Until the, enjoy these images.
I’ve sat on these photos for two years. This is a Wimbrel. I shot it in Carmel, California a couple of years ago. There is a reason I’m showing you old photos. I’ll let you know why soon.
The Saint Jude from Gloucester.
What do you do with a pallet load of frozen fish heads? You give the biggest hammer you have to the biggest guy on the boat and you bust them up into manageable bags for bait.
Where is Gallagher when you need him?
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