Gloam

or crepuscule . . . I love obscure words in general, but these words for twilight evoke strong feelings, as does this foto–compliments of Jed–of a Reinauer tug.

Last week I caught James Turecamo (farther) and Margaret Moran headed out of the Arthur Kill.

I’m guessing the two were headed elsewhere after completing a ship assist away to the south.  A vessel is just a machine; what makes it go is the people aboard, in this case one at the wheel and another coiling line on deck.  And what makes the crew move is discipline, love of the work, and maybe a  well-placed cup of coffee.

Send me your favorite obscure words, and I’ll try to weave them into upcoming posts.

Except top photo, all . . . WVD.