Sunsets, ghost crabs, and dolphins
The beach plums were picked back in 2021.
The bees that fertilized the flowers that gave us the fruit are long gone, but the fruits of their labor remains, now bottled.
We picked up our then tiny beach plum seedlings at the Coast Day NJ festival over a decade ago, stuck them in the ground, and watched them thrive.
Bottled last summer’s beach plum wine, fruity, a tad astringent, but hey, practically free, as a private jet flew overhead. The beach plums come from two bushes in the backyard.
Made some bread from home ground wheat, cheap and good.
Eating kale from the garden tonight, as cheap as cheap gets. Kale grows like a weed in North Cape May, and requires little more effort than stooping to drop the seeds in the ground.
A good life is cheaper than the jet life.
According to today’s AC Press, The LTPD recently acquired a new drone at the cost of $17,425–it must have come with some extras, or we overpaid.
The mayor has taken “capture everything” to heart, and plans to use the drone to patrol the bay looking for “people who allow their dogs to off leash” in an effort to save our officers time.
Maybe Mayor Sippel should ask us which we prefer–putting up with the occasional ( and usually well-trained) off leash doggie or some five-figure eye-in-the-sky buzzing away as we (attempt to) enjoy serenity along the bay’s edge.
Having an officer stroll along the beach without the high tech would better serve all of us, a gentle reminder that there’s a human under that uniform.
And for those who occasionally nurse an ale or two, be forewarned. First they came after the dogs, then they came after the Dogfish. Heads.