My View of Life on the Dock
This morning’s snow and ice lingered all day, shrouding the city in such a hauntingly beautiful manner that I couldn’t help but take the late afternoon off and went looking and taking as many photos as possible before the sun set. 
Be careful out there this morning and when shoveling the snow is heavy.
So pretty out there. Hate to say it, I love snow storms.
A Stand Up Paddle boarder enjoying the snow at Good Harbor Beach 
Barbecue closed today
24 hours later cover by snow
A look out towards the Wingaersheek sandbar from Lighthouse Beach. The snow is approaching quickly and the wind is up for sure.
Thanks to Betsey and Paul Horovitz for the photo!
Nothing prettier than clean, crisp white snow…other than maybe bright blue, clear ocean water.
Going to walk to the beach next..
This is how we woke up exactly a year ago today. It makes what you may be seeing outside your window this morning look like an August afternoon.
While it was certainly beautiful…I’m not missing it.
I wonder what the rest of this winter will bring.
I was so proud of myself…what seems like forever ago…just before this ridiculous onslaught of snow began to assault us all. You see, I had just started running again and was on a bit of a roll. I was in a groove, sticking with it, and looking forward to it most afternoons.
And then….the roads became unrunnable.
Or so I thought.
As the snow drifts and mountains began to grow out of control, and the sidewalks became all but nonexistent, I actually started to see other people out running. Yikes. I began to think evidently I am weaker and less disciplined than I thought. Shame on me.
….but then, just when the self-doubt started to grow the size of the insurmountable snow banks, I saw this news clip.
I’ll ride it out just a little bit longer, thank you very much.
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Ruby’s like “Is this some kind of joke?”
Frosty Paws, not the treat but the feet!
Remember to clean their paws, underneath between their pads a little snowball will form, and it’s freezy fo sheezy!
Me and my iPhone 6 stepped out to see what the hell all that white stuff is falling from the sky. It’s Christmas every day in Gloucester. And yes, I still love it!!
Main Street, Rockport, circa 1898. Poole’s Drug Store is on the left, and Rockport’s first school house, circa 1790, is on the right. The team of horses in the background is most likely a wooden wedge-plow or a weighted wooden platform to compress the snow.
Good Morning Gloucester 