Friday, September 25, 2015
These cormorants were enjoying a sunny day off Aarons Beach recently.
I've been busy busy busy just doing the usual, every day things. I'm struggling with the fact that summer is over and only three (likely short) months stand between today and Christmas.
Next Wednesday Daughter turns 17. She's requested dinner at her place of employment (and my favorite local restaurant) Merroir. She's juggling a very full workload at school these days, and we're both eager for the college application process to be behind her.
Otherwise, it's just business as usual around here, nothing too exciting or out of the ordinary.
And that's just fine with me.
Thursday, September 17, 2015
|Once upon a time, Chesapeake Bay Woman rode to Mathews Market Days in a beautiful red chariot that was entered in the car show.
|The beautiful chariot and she were born the exact same year: 1965.
|Chesapeake Bay Woman's Middle Sister, who insisted on wearing a full-length black dress to what was otherwise a hot, sweltering, humid event, arrived at the car show most eager to have her photo taken.
|Chesapeake Bay Woman obliged.
|The car show was great.
|There were many beautiful cars.
|And some characters.
|Speaking of characters...
|Anyone else see anyone else wearing a full-length black dress? No. You don't.
|Middle Sister purchased one of these carvings for her house which is down Redart.
|An older sister's primary role is to
Thursday, September 10, 2015
|I've been taking pictures since 2008 and somehow always manage a shot like this, where the water seems to be pouring out of the lower left corner. Don't worry, I'll clean up the mess.
These shots of a local waterman fishing nets were taken off Aarons Beach this week. They are timely because Mathews recently lost a legendary waterman who died doing what he loved best. (Click here for more on that.)
In brighter news, Daughter successfully started her last year of high school this week. And I'm very excited that Market Days is upon us once again. I plan to enjoy every single moment of this annual event, including the Party at the Wharf Friday night, the car show on Saturday (where a certain 1965--what a fantastic year--Mustang belonging to my friend will be on display), and the street dance Saturday night.
Click here for more info on the Market Day festivities.
If I can remember to buy batteries for my camera (I give it a 50-50 shot on remembering to buy batteries and a 40-60 shot that I'll then remember to bring the camera), I'll post pictures here next week.
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
These were taken from one of my favorite public landings in the county, near Bethel Beach where I sometimes park to go for a six-mile run. I haven't been doing many six-mile runs lately, and
Today I accompanied Daughter to the last high school open house I'll ever attend. Checkbook clutched, I paid the various fees and ambled numbly through the halls of Mathews High School, barely able to believe the little girl I just dropped off at preschool is now a senior in high school.
It's also hard to believe that the last major weekend of summer is upon us.
Time continues to fly by. I am doing my best to keep up.