Our World Tuesday: The View Out Back

When my folks are down, dad spends his time reading out front, where we can hear the surf from the porch even if we can't quite see it; and mom spends her time out back, where she takes in the comings and goings on the Intracoastal Waterway.  It's never dull back there.

From March 17, 2012

From the back porch, you can watch the beach come and go on barges.

Then, too, you can watch other things come and go and wonder what they were until the next thing comes along.

From March 17, 2012

Sometimes nothing's happening on the water, and that's cool, too.  Sometimes looking up is everything.

From March 25, 2012

Then there's this dude who can be seen out back and elsewhere.  When he squawks and flies off, I swear he's saying, "You can't look at me!"  Except that we can.  It's a matter of driving down to Surf City and waiting for him to show up and enjoy the joke, too.

From February 12, 2012

The blue guy has family in the hood who also prefer to be left alone. This weekend, they were doing the ol' "if we ignore her, she'll go away" on me It worked. I went. And then I realized the humidity and beach slime on my lens really were interfering with my photos. Oh well.

From March 25, 2012

It's quiet around here. And it's good.

Our World Tuesday