Motor Man and I just never know what type of vessel we might see passing by our house on any given day.
Occasionally we’ll see a tug.
Or a tug pushing a barge.
Or maybe a pleasure boat. A nice one. Towing a dinghy.
Notice anything peculiar about this next photo?
There’s no one piloting that boat. It was in the midst of a violent northeaster, and the boat had floated across a larger river and up into the smaller one that flows by our house. Unbelievably this boat didn’t crash into anything, and the owner later recovered it – undamaged.
I must admit that I was more than a little concerned when I glanced out and saw this one day.
And seeing this just made us smile.
these days of mine 