December days

The beach has been empty except for some deer tracks in the sand. There were some lively dancers down there on Friday night listening to music and burning a log, but I only heard about them. Well, okay, I was one of them, but let’s keep that quiet. We don’t want a large crowd down there next time. I am looking forward to the lunar eclipse tomorrow morning. I say that now, but when it comes time to get out of bed at 3 a.m., we’ll just see if I move out from under my blankets!

Saturday bliss

Yes, I now have proof that there is still day light. I took a long walk on the beach yesterday, something that I can't do during the week. I leave for work in the dark; I come home in the dark. I do go down to the beach to say hello sometimes at night. Friday night was so calm and quiet that for the first time ever I did not even hear the water lapping at the shoreline. NOTHING! Yesterday it was great to see clear across the Sound in the light of day. I saw both Port Jeff ferries out in the Sound. One coming; the other going. I did not see one other human being for over an hour. How many places on Long Island can you say that? Here is a photo of a great rock.

Seagulls and Flying nuns

I love to watch the seagulls on a windy day. They remind me of Sally Field in the old show "The Flying Nun." They zip around this way and that, effortlessly on the wind. Everything was so beautiful-the sunset, the waves, the birds and the clouds.

Sunday, November 21

It seems that the only time I can get around to taking photos of the beach is on a Sunday. There was a spectacular full moon this weekend, but I did not photograph it. I just stood there on the shore and bathed in its silver light. The sunset on Sunday was better than any football game that people might have been watching at 4:30 p.m. in the afternoon. It's a magical time of day and the positive energy and beauty that surrounds you makes it impossible to be in a bad mood. I am also including a close up of my favorite giant rock that lies on Old Field beach.

Sunday glow

Last night's sunset was a glorious orange. I missed the sun going down because I am in denial that it sets so early. I can't deal with changing the clocks back right now. But the colors at the beach were magical. It was down right cold last night. Only the hardiest of idiots go out in this weather.

Is this color for REAL?

I almost blew off going to the beach to watch the sunset tonight because it was cloudy most of the day. I figured, just my luck. One of the few nights during the week when I am home by 6 p.m. and there’s no sun. But what nature lacked in sun today, it made up for in PINK. Gorgeous, florescent pink! The sky was filled with storm clouds of pink. There was pink light on the water and even the seagulls looked pink. It really was a rare phenomenon that I was so glad I got to see.

Bye Bye summer

I have been in denial for sure. I took this photo a week ago to help me say good-bye to summer but I refused to publish it. I am torn between loving the fall and the end to mosquitoes and feeling very sad that my last swim may have happened last weekend. The water is still so warm! But it's all out of my control because the seasons march on. I was down at the beach tonight and it was raining and windy and gloomy, but I still love that beach! I guess it is like a really solid relationship where you can still show someone what you look like with no make-up and know they will still love you. That's how I feel about my beach and bay. I can cry there, burp really loud, and wear my sweat pants with the holes and it doesn't mind. The beach can rain on me and be hostile, but I know it is just testing me. I love it unconditionally.