heave

After a long, difficult, sweltering hot summer tending to my Dad in his final days, it was nice to heave myself into the icy cold waters of Rhode Island.

a horsehead with no name

Narragansett Bay cargo ship

the moth...

...on the wall in our room in Jamestown, RI.

the frighteningly complex waves...

...of Beavertail Point during Hurricane Florence.

Beavertail lighthouse revisited

Orient Point and lighthouse

Cross Sound Ferry revisited

tamarind pods

The pods of the tamarind tree, Tamarindus indica, a tree from Africa with many uses - most of them culinary.

rabbitt

more monarch

bigleaf magnolia revisited, part 2

Advent revisited

driveway, part 2

Dad

It makes me incredibly sad to realize that my dear old Dad is no longer with us. He was both a father and a friend and no matter how far I wandered from home, he was always there for me. He gave me a universe I can never repay, leaving me in a state of permanent gratitude. He was a talented, complex and multi-dimensional man who will be sorely missed for a long time to come.