Hey Guys, I Think The Water's This Way.

“Well, it may be foggy, but I’ve got a very sensitive beak and I’m pretty sure the water’s over here. Let's go.”

When I got out of work it was a beautiful sunny afternoon, but I’d taken a bunch of pictures before I went to work when it was cold, miserable and foggy and I’m determined to use one of them. I’ve said before what a neat feeling it is to have a blip in the camera early in the day. Sometimes trying to find something after work doesn’t have nearly that sense of satisfaction. Once I get home, it’s hard to get me out, especially if it’s dark and cold.

This morning I went down to the marina and I pretty much had the whole place to myself except for one other person who was walking his dog. It was nice. I think I may do it again tomorrow.

Monty, by the way, got the binoculars out and was sitting on the curb watching for the mailman this afternoon. It was only be virtue of an extremely persuasive argument that I convinced him BlipBear and Kiwi would not be arriving until tomorrow. Our mail usually arrives about 4:45 so I need to make sure I’m home by then or I can’t be responsible for what he comes up with, but if it involves slashing the tires on the mail truck to make sure it stops, I think that’s a federal offense and I won’t be able help him even if I do work in the court system.