I promise some wilder pics from the Waterblogger Fest of the other night, but for now. . . .  I spotted so much pink and red as I strolled along the west side of Manhattan . . .   on my way to the fest that I presume some thing must be afoot.  To understand, of course I headed for the water.  AIS said to expect the vessel below.  AIS is a fantastic tool, because if I’d monitored only the VHF, I would have heard  “mole partner.”    And the possibilities for this boggles the mind, starting with Kenneth Grahame character with fur . . . to some sort of spy.  Greetings, MOL Partner.  Doubleclick enlarges most fotos.

Last year I experienced Affinity.  Partnerings are ubiquitous:  like here, many thin single wires do one strong wire rope make.

Ditto fibers of other materials conjoined in whatver which fashion as a single line.

Many rocks do

one long-lived weir define, like this one from Cherokee County, Georgia.

Making many into one defines this structure as well, but otherwise I have no clue what means this assemblage in Philadelphia’s Wissahickon Creek.

Today I salute all my partners of all sorts.  Thank you for keeping me afloat, thanks for being a part in one way or another.

All fotos in the past half year by Will Van Dorp, who found no pink or red ships in the bay yesterday.

By the way, would a “mole partner” be one who… like a groundhog … only emerges now and again unpredictably?

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