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i.e., the 19th month in a row that I’ve posted photos from exactly 120 months before.  Well, although it’s not always this hazy, the Statue still looks the same, but

Responder no longer carries that boom or works in the sixth boro, and neither that bridge nor Coho looks the same.

Coral Sea Queen has been reconfigured into a trillion recombined molecules, and

June K is no longer orange.

That part of the skyline is the same–maybe–but Lil Rip has not been in this harbor in quite a while.

This Rosemary is no longer here nor painted this way, and

John Reinauer . . . I’d love to see her since she transited the Atlantic to work in the Gulf of Guinea.

Flinterborg released these Dutch sailing barges in the waterways of another continent . . . and Flinterborg has not returned that I know of.

Penn No. 4 is laid up, I think.  Does no one use the term “mothballed” any more?  I’ve never mothballed clothes, for what that’s worth.

Laura K Moran works in Savannah, with occasional TDY in other ports, I’ve noticed..

All photos by Will Van Dorp, who himself is no longer the same person he was in October 2009.

Here what a quarter day (sunrise until very early afternoon) can look like in November . . . the same weekend the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree came to town.  To digress on this last point just a second, would it not be fantastic to have the 2011 (and all subsequent ones) Rockefeller Center Christmas tree arrive in the city by tug and barge?!??  Let’s make it happen.

So, Homie commuted from Gloucester again yesterday to make the sun rise.  Thanks Capt. Joey!

The early morning survey boat heads out as soon as Homie causes the sunrise.

Norwegian Gem shuttles in its passengers from the “chartless sea”  as a tiny Andrew Barberi shuttles its passengers between Manhattan and Staten Island.

Atlantic Salvor muscles its way around the Upper Bay.

Margaret Moran sees Ever Diamond to the door.

Timthy L. Reinauer cruises past Cape Taft, still bathed in rich morning light.

By late morning, the air is clear, as Freja Selandia emerges from remnants of wooden barges toward the Arthur Kill fuel terminals.

Inimitable Odin returns to Mariner’s Harbor, and

CG 40450 heads in the same direction.  40450 last appeared here.

Some say “ugly” and others say “unique”  but I’ll say Lil Rip should  cruise through the harbor more often, as here with a crane bound for Poughkeepsie.

Snow Goose stopped by the fuel dock to slake its huge thirst from the same source tugboats do.

And last but never least, Kristin Poling, dating from the same half decade as the  Empire State Building and Rockefeller Center, hurries along for just another day of work, its engine heat radiation turning the superstructure of Ajax into shimmer.

All fotos taken in one fabulous mid-November weekend by Will Van Dorp.

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