Rumor circulated that fireworks would scintillate over Yorktown on the opposite side of the Cooper, so we made our way to the river behind where revelers in evening dress emerged from stretch-Hummers, over by the container port
where Fairload was the only vessel in port.
fog moved in. Yorktown disappeared, as did the Bridge. But sounds intensified: music from the balls and bars, drunken whoops and hollers, popping blasts of pyrotechnics, a deep exhalation followed by another … and two dolphins swam by in the pier light.
Who needs fireworks, I thought, when the contented sighs of mammals can fill the night. Bring on morning to light up the the likes of WLIC 75301 (a class I’ve not seen before) Anvil
and day birds.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who finds iPad WordPress app uncooperative.