As always, I've been on the road again. It's late Monday evening and I've just returned from Beach Haven, New Jersey -- Where Nothing Can Ever Happen and Usually Doesn't. Which is why I went.
Actually, I being a little hard on the Shore. I saw lots and lots of pelicans flying along the shoreline, and that's something that would have sent the local Audubon Society into paroxysms of glee mere years ago. And dolphins, which were rare as rare mere decades ago. Also the Staten Island Ferry.
No explanations for that last.
So I am home and happy and wish the same for y'all.
More substantive posts soon.
Above: the view from the back of where we were staying. The front overlooked the ocean.