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Tugs and buoys carry glaze like this or
this . . . .
Even local wrecks (that’s two side by side there) have a glaze that mimics the gleaming white paint they once wore . . . . And one local water guy whose blog I usually read conveys experiences like these. Hawsepiper, . . . this goes out to you.
At these times it’s good to remember we have our own deferred (defurred?) mardi gras parade when we ditch our winter burqas and enjoy the summer solstice warmth . . .
sometimes even without parasols
in fewer than 125 days from now.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Loosely related, click here for a bulk carrier named Mardi Gras and a whole youtube channel devoted for Asian tugs, jetfoils, fireboats, and other workboats.
It can only be midsummer for a few long days. Store up on the color, frivolity, music, and laughter the mermaids bring ashore for the rest of the year. When they come through the intersection and turn down Surf Avenue, everyone stops to watch them pass.
And then, the hoop stops spinning and drops. Tails and scales return and mermaids hurry back to their occupations beneath the waves, leaving us to return to our pursuits. The moon wanes, as the music fades, replaced by raucous horns of frustrated drivers stuck in traffic. Days shorten. Temperatures oppress. And we have only memories of this to get us through another year.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
And if you think this is an NYC-unique event, check out the zeemeerminnen.
Sinuous lines of body paint . . . can mean only one thing: the Coney Island mermaid parade. Click here for a Daily News profile of parades going back to the 1940s.
Dick Zigun, mayor of Coney Island, starts out the beat, as he always does, but
then recognition went to those folks who contributed to make the parade possible.
Enjoy the color, imagine the sound of drums and laughter . . .
and frisson along some new ideas.
Happy summer. Troubles be banished for a while.
It’s called the mermaid parade, so what would you expect. And their marching bands make loud festive music.
Some bring consorts.
Frogs and politics crept in too.
But otherwise it was music and dance . . .
a walrus or two . . .
and bright curvy colors.
Happy summer 2013.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
This is the work and play post . . . the real connection is that although we all have to work, an important secret is to enjoy what you do. Imagine this enthusiasm in a co-worker or yourself on Monday morning, whether you’re struggling to finish a group report or
the folks at NYS Marine Highway, now shipping corn–yes–corn–out of Ontario and into the Erie Canal. How long has it been that agricultural commodities have been shipped on the Erie Canal . . . how long have people talked about shipping same on that waterway that revolutionized NYC . . . or international shipping entering the Erie Canal, but Margot (over a half century young) and its crew
doing it! Bravo to the folks at NYS Marine Highway. Click here for lots more fotos of Margot.
South African fotos come compliments of Colin Syndercombe; the Oswego/Erie Canal fotos, . . . Allan and Sally of Sally W, and all the others by Will Van Dorp.
Related: Here’s another ALE job.
Unrelated: The longest marathon swim starts tomorrow morning over 100 miles up the Hudson.
The other side of the boro . . . the strand on Coney Island, sees a visitation of finnyfolk, who briefly leave the water for this sun festival. Enjoy this field guide to western North Atlantic merpeople. These came in a replica of Nefertiti’s royal barge.