At long last, just when we thought we could take it no more,
the clouds parted and the sun came out yesterday.
Since it was not only a federal holiday but also Still No Work Due to Government Shutdown Day 4,692,
I found myself at home with not much to do, so I forced myself out to take pictures.
It'd been a while since I'd been to this neck of the woods, and it was a beautiful day for a visit.
If you have any sort of fear of cormorants, this wouldn't be the place to go.
I've never heard of a fear of cormorants, but then again,
I'd never heard of a fear of clowns until the past five or six years ago.
So you never know.
Someone out there may have cormorantaphobia.
(Not that there's anything wrong with that.)
(Not that there's anything wrong with that.)
If so, it's my duty to warn you about Sand Bank.
They're everywhere. Just waiting to pounce.
If you are not a cormorantaphobe, please take a drive
down Route 602, Sand Bank Road, for a glimpse at the old wharf
and the beautiful bay.
Note: References to pouncing cormorants and cormorantaphobia are brought to you by
the giddiness of a sunny day and Week Three of unemployment.