I chased the moon this morning, and lost. By the time I got away from my high-horizoned, building-intensive lair, the solstice moon only recently eclipsed, had slipped beneath the New Jersey highlands, but in spite of the cold . . . . I was not disappointed.
First I caught the sixth-boro newby Crystal Cutler pushing
barge Patricia E. Poling into the Upper Bay.
Then MSC Mandraki headed past with
bulb exposed to the cold winds and
Gramma Lee T Moran protecting Mandraki‘s assets.
Freddy K Miller (ex-Fred K and ex-Stapleton Service) headed west on a mission.
Rarely sixth-boro-seen Marion Moran sprayed past
in the stark but intense winter solstice colors.
As my fingers were losing all sense of feeling in the wind chill 19 degree sunlight, Freddie K and Susan Miller headed back east with Weeks 533, which has appeared here
powerlifting locomotives and Sully’s Airbus 320.
And before I crawled back into a warm place, I caught Sassafras pushing some fuel in Doubleskin 34 and
What!!?? . . . a classroom on a fieldtrip? checking out Minerva Rita.
Well, maybe this floating classroom is a figment of my imagination brought about by the cold.
Mermaids emerge on the summer solstice and draw the crazy out in me and some of my best friends. I MUCH prefer THAT solstice, now only a half year away again.
All fotos here by Will Van Dorp.
Unrelated: check out these fotos of the Crowley barge on towmasters.