Sweet evening

I love low tide. I love the smell, the sounds and the way the water thinks it is sneaking out and that no one notices. The ripples do all sorts of dances as they merge and collide like they can't make up their mind which way to go.

Saturday's Serenity

I took the kayak out today for the first time in a long time. I did a thorough sweep first for spiders and snakes. There was a breeze coming from off shore that wanted to push me out to sea. I love to just stop paddling when I get out there and just listen to the sounds of Smithtown Bay-the lapping of the water against the boat, the gulls and ducks and the conversations of the people on the shore (who have no idea how you can hear everything they say from way out in the water! The sun was extremely sparkly today on the water. It looked like blinking lights on a runway. I am happy to report that I can still drag a 60-lb. boat up a hill.

Gathering moss

These photos represent my moss period. Some people think watching paint dry is boring and I suppose photographing moss would be along the same lines, but I like moss! It stays under water during high tide and only shows its face during low tide. The sun came out after 2 p.m. and the day turned glorious spring. The beach spiders are already out making it difficult to plop down on just any rock. The winter ducks were discussing when they will be leaving. No boats and no unusual or illegal activities to report along the shore. Smithtown Bay is secure. Over and out.

I am no light weight...

This wind is strong today. It actually pushed me down the beach...and I am no light weight. The seagulls were suspended in mid air. The wind and waves churned up more of those plastic wagon wheels that you know by now really TICK ME OFF! I found 37 of them today and this is almost a year since they were dumped by the Mamaroneck Water Treatment Plant. I day dreamed about a warm summer day when I will be sitting in a beach chair, or hanging in the water on my surfboard.

Sunday's paint brush

Took a looooong walk today along Smithtown Bay with my friend Alice. Not too many people can take the rigors of the rocks along the shore. But Alice held up! The sunset this evneing was spectacular and the water calm and smooth as a stone.

Winter Beach Boys

I can't imagine how cold your face must get this time of year when you wind surf or sail on Smithtown Bay for a hobby. Like "icicles-hanging-from-your-nose" kind of cold. It is so windy today that when I removed a glove to take these photos, it blew away so fast I never had a chance.

A Joy Luck kind of day

I guess you have to be a fan of the Joy Luck Club to get the reference- "This feather may look worthless, but it comes from afar and carries with it all my good intentions."
If you never saw the movie, then it's still a pretty cool looking feather, right?