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
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.