This is a post with a sound track;  you can find the audio here.  Before the monsoon hit the other day, it was 70 degrees, lots of folks walked the esplanade, the saxophonist regaled me with his practice, and the rusty Maersk Bogor came in from Spain.  In front of us, the gulls giggle-squawked as cars on the Belt behind us whooshed by.  If it’d been foggy, the bass ship’s horn would have played to its own beat, giving the musician another instrument to accompany.

The first sailboats were out beyond the Narrows.  I’ll post more on this tomorrow.

Bogor . . .  conjures up a tropical place.

And it was the eve of Good Friday.

All photos by Will Van Dorp, who wishes you a Happy Easter today.

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