Our little version of Amity is pretty much in full swing.
All the tourists were paying homage to their fathers and husbands, tanning on the beach when, all of a sudden, my little Amity became a part of Miami CSI.
Two teens were out in Delaware Bay in their kayak. They saw something floating and hurried back to the beach when they realized it was a dead body. They had their parents call 911 on their cell phone.It turned out to be a fully dressed male in his 40’s.
So when you think a sleepy little town is exactly that-think twice!
I was out front this evening and this was the view from our front porch. While standing there quietly, It’s incredible to listen to the twilight sounds accompanying the deepening and eventual darkening of the clouds and sky. It’s even the point where mosquitoes are getting a little tired of chomping away.
It’s trading the tourist traffic for people coming home from work. Soon the leaves will be changing and the sky will be opening up to more to see once the leaves fall. Pumpkins are out, as are the mums. Weekend people still come down. Those four or five days while they are working? Nirvana…sheer nirvana.
If I could just get a temperature drop to 65, then things would be great for down here at the”Undisclsed location.”
Have a nice weekend!
It’s the end of a long week. The 5:30 a.m. wake-up call doesn’t help much on physical therapy days. We said it was time to go out for a cocktail and dinner.
We came back to the spot where we came during the week in summer as it would be quieter in September. I know Kasia wasn’t happy: she ate and was walked before we left. Time for us to kick back.
Have a good weekend!
Jim and I went out to dinner tonight. It was spontaneous and a really enjoyable time. There was one little twist in the matter: we went to Cape May.
Of course, no home our way looks like this. This is Cape May. It’s seldom that we venture to the city during the ” high holy season”, Navagating through the groups of tourists is not our favorite pastime. But then?
Sure we love where we are. The peace and quiet is great, off season, that is. Granted we are not as crowded as Cape May is. When we manage to sneak into Cape May, and actually don’t have too many people around, it’s truly a delightful experience.
I am sitting out back in the breeze on our deck, and I am truly appreciating the peace and quiet.
Oh, I know the weather is calling for this front to disappear, and I am genuinely sad about that. Realistically, tomorrow is one of my BFF’s birthday. Julie is June 30th and I know it’s time for the hot weather when I get to sing loudly and off key to her,”Happy Birthday,” much to her chagrin!
The other peace and quiet is not for long, as the 4th of July vacation folks will be flooding into town. Noise, smoke pits and beer cans tossed by the side of the natural areas will be common place. Fireworks are banned in this township and yet sphincters will set them off to upset dogs. Some day before I die I hope the cops enforce the law. There is a huge firework display at the bay, a mere three blocks away. **shaking my head**. Oh, I know, before you give me the line about generating income: I understand that. I just savor this “Undisclosed location” for its’ peace and quiet. Trust me; after 55 years in a major city, this is as close to heaven as I get.
So I am signing off to enjoy the last half hour before the sun sets.
By the way, I walked down to the bay and took the picture below. It was awesome and peaceful.k
It’s the end of the work day, and I also completed some house chores and walked the girls.
What crosses my path when I sit down?
I love this movie: I also have the the book. Recently, the U.S. Coast Guard Tamaroa, which was active in the rescue efforts during that “Perfect Storm”, was sunk intentionally some 30 miles west of Cape May, New Jersey, in order to help make an artificial reef to aid the fishing industry. There had been a movement to try to turn it into a museum, but as the U.S.S. Zulu during World War II, the Tamaroa was pretty well beat up. Most favored her as an artificial reef, as opposed to scrapping her all together.
I often chuckle, and if you read my blog on occasion, you know I refer to our little Hamlet as ” Amity” due to it’s whaling history , and thankfully not sharks. The rest of the time when tourists are here, it turns into Amity.
Well, with” Jaws” as the most often played film on cable here, ” The Perfect Storm” is a strong contender for the second slot.
No complaints here!
The tourists are just about gone. The day is warm with a chance of rain later on, so what’s a Mom to do?
We went to the beach and got our paws wet.It was almost high tide, as our seagull friends let us know.
It was unusual to see the pilings in the bay without being able to see the bottom:it didn’t stop the gulls though, as they were waiting for their fish special for lunch!
We almost walked a mile and a half, not quite, but it was good for the three of us to be together while Jim tried to sleep.We love walking during the tranquility of the morning and thanking God for getting us on all 2 or 4 paws in the morning!