Update:  For evidence of serious (ha!!) impromptu conferencing among some waterbloggers on Friday night, check out Peconic Puffin here.

Cold winds and spray trigger a hibernation reflex in me . . .  especially when the day is gray and

ice encases everything like the manifold here on Maersk Bristol.

But there is a beauty, too, particularly

on sunny days like the one when Pacific Fighter headed south not from below Albany through the crystalline Hudson.

More shades of blue:  Meagan Ann

Emma Miller,

Department of Sanitation scow 170 . . . here schlepped by the versatile James Turecamo,

and finally this all-blue unit called

Kenny G.  By the way, does anyone have identification on Kenny G?  I find nothing in my usual indexes.  Come summer, we might miss the blues.  Or blueblues.

Credits:  renowed ship/tugboat photographer Jed for the first three, a bird blogger (Richard Guthrie)  from the Albany Times-Union for  Pacific Fighter, and the rest by Will Van Dorp.  More Kenny G–the sax player–although there’s a lot of water with it.)   here.  Actually, while on the blues, here’s a fun,  bittersweet (blue-gray-crazy)  love song with water references from (?) late 1960s, shared by someone with a birthday today.

Happy end-of-January.

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