Cape May Journal
Tuesday, July 17 I’m always up by 7. This morning, on my jaunt for coffee and newspapers, I was accompanied as usual by the sounds of hundreds of purple martins (lavendarius deanus). They live in four-story-high houses erected on the property,
Cape May Journal
Monday, July 16 I’m up early watching the fog burn off. Two pelicans circle, unusual visitors here. The dolphins are active already. The birds no doubt figure that if there are dolphins congregating, there are fish. Whale and dolphin-watching boats soon arrive
Cape May Journal
Sunday July 15, 2007 Maria was wondering if we’d see the dolphins which hang around off the shore, since we’re a mile farther south than prior years. “Do you think they look up, spot Decatur Avenue, and say, ‘Oh, oh, time
Cape May Journal
Saturday, July 14 Like great white herons migrating to ancestral homes in Patagonia, Maria and I are making our annual pilgrimage to the Jersey Shore (other states have beaches, Jersey has a shore). The Bentley easily breaks our prior record through
Cape Cod Journal: June 29
Friday: June 29 Last full day, hard to believe. We drove to The Regatta Restaurant in Cotuit last night. (“Cotuit” is an Indian work meaning, “Build narrow roads with many lights to halt all traffic.”) Worth the hour’s drive, outstanding food, great
Cape Cod Journal: June 28
Thursday: June 28 The fog wraps itself around the inlet some mornings, like this one, then dissipates as the sun grows stronger. Everything here is forever moist. Leave a towel out to dry and it’s likely to be wetter an hour
Cape Cod Journal: June 27
Wednesday: June 27 The Nasuet Beach Club was extraordinary. Pistachio encrusted rack of lamb, and this time a far-underpriced, terrific Turley Zinfandel. When we walked in the hostess said, “Hello, welcome!” Now that’s my kind of place. Ended the evening with
Beavers Redux
I’m pleased and amused to report that the mightly Beavers have, indeed, won the collegiate baseball championship, despite a dismal 10-14 regular season record. They were an at-large entry into the tournament. You simply cannot keep a good Beaver down.
Cape Cod Journal: June 26
Tuesday, June 26 The inner bay waters are warm, the ocean is cold. Sometimes a vicious wind whips up, which the locals pretend to ignore while the rest of us are watching small animals sail past at eye level. This is typical
Cape Cod Journal: June 25
Monday, June 25 I’m writing this as the setting sun is reflected on the light chop of the water, the two large, rear doors wide open admitting early evening into the house. The temperature has been in the mid-70s. The top goes