Indirect Delight

The sun has now moved so far north that we no longer benefit from the magnificent sunrise skies of the winter months. At least, not directly. 

But we do see its rosy reflection painted into the chairs and railings on our deck, on the calm water, and in the trees behind. 

Beauty can be found in most things. One simply has to be open to seeing it.

Call the Docker

 A sure sign of spring, from the vantage point of our upper deck, is the arrival of the first fishing boat of the season. It has come for repair work at the boat works across the river from us. It is always a delight to our eyes to watch the vessel nestle up and into the cradle that will raise it slowly to its perch on land. Then, several days later, sometimes longer, it will be lowered, repaired and often repainted, into the water again. And we’ll watch it disappear slowly down the river and into the Annapolis Basin. Sometimes, this is as another boat is approaching the wharf, awaiting its turn at the "spa". We never tire of being a witness to this ritual.