Monday was the best of the three days. Especially since I didn't
have to work. And enough of me saying 'Happy Memorial Day'.
It's more like, 'Happy that we can have a holiday where we can
do things we love to do because men and women have served and
fought to preserve our rights to do just that'.
Baywife finishing 'Of Mice and Men'. Younger daughter is
reading this work for English class, and my better half figured
she'd refresh herself in order to be able to quiz the punk prior
to her being tested on it. That leaves me to worry about dinner.
Ol' Barney, the same as the last time I gazed upon her.
Wiener dog, happy to be back out on the water.
I proclaim this to be the official start to the end of the
'Unofficial start of summer'. The Barnegat Bay is in great shape,
as far as I could see today. It was shallow where it was supposed
to be shallow, and it was deep where it was supposed to be deep.
It blew hard out of the South-southeast, the swells built during the
course of the afternoon, and there were plenty of pleasure craft
out, motor and sail-powered. Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead.