Moods of the Harbor

The difference a day or so makes in telling the story of the harbor’s mood.

4 thoughts on “Moods of the Harbor

  1. When I was a young boy, back in the mid-1950s, I enjoyed sitting atop Tablet Rock watching “the fog come on little cat feet” and sit “looking over the harbor and city on silent haunches” and, in this case, cover Ten Pound Island and Eastern Point Light, and “then move on”, just as Robert Frost wrote. Some things never change. Thanks for the memory.

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