The clouds can be of whipped cream… only if you want them to be. The TV warns, threatens: “breaking news, blizzard alert, massive storm, eighty million in its path. Stock up! Batteries! […]
Whipped Cream Winter
leebythesea11
I'm a former Marine and retired NYC Transit Police Detective. I offer a photo journal blog that is mostly about beach life, the wildlife and the semi-wild human denizens of the shore. I find the former can teach much to the latter at Leebythesea.me
Sipping the Season
Monday, Dec. 21, the shortest day of the year, found me a bit down. I was very aware of the clouds, the fog, the shortness of daylight… the shortness of life. Deaths […]
Biblical Hot Wheels
Many of us only use one gear on our bikes…and one gear of our lives. Then there are those who use every cog of every gear, of their bikes, of themselves. They […]
Engines of Muscle and Bone
“Life is like a ten-speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.” (Charles M Schulz, Peanuts cartoonist.) True, but some on this planet use every cog of every gear they’ve […]
Joy in Jihad Times
We don’t know where to turn these days, do we, my weary Earth co-habitants? Bombings of concerts, fusillades at workplaces, decapitations and screams at the seashore, where lovers should stroll…where children should […]
Thanksgiving at the Shore
Being thankful for me is about simple pleasures. And they are all simple. I came home from a walk with Bailey, ready for dinner. Cheryl had just finished putting beets in a […]
The Eternal Fisherman
“Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing it’s not the fish they are after.” Henry David Throeau There’s something eternal about fishermen. They engage in an activity that goes back […]
Sun Fun, Sweet and Sour
It’s been hovering at 70 degrees on our sandy shore at the City by the Sea, Long Beach, NY. The boardwalk was walked, jogged, biked and just enjoyed. The surf was low, […]
The Way
“With the past, I have nothing to do; nor with the future. I live now.” Ralph Waldo Emerson. I walked along the shore because, “I live now.” I walked the edge of […]
For You and Me and Ours
The trajectory of the bullet that struck Police Officer Randolph Holder’s head started long before the pistol was even manufactured. We gather from points near and far, our battered Brotherhood. From California […]
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