After Sandy

Edmund Willoughby, at the fore in Edgartown's post-Sandy clean-up.





Edgartown Yacht Club


Edgartown's nearly-empty outer harbor, a rare occurence.


Ditto for the inner harbor.








Boats are going back into the water.


Captain Sandy Fisher readies for another day of scalloping, having barely missed a beat.


The beat goes on, as well, for Clinton Fisher and Steve Kuehne who are Cape Pogue-bound. The question for today is, "Will the scallops still be out there, or did they get blown away?"


Good luck, fishermen.


This little dinghy stood up to its namesake storm just fine.


One of the three Edgartown Sandy Fishers - a fisher by name and by trade, and Clinton's Uncle.


Scalloping partners Jake Bassett and Jay Bennett, carrying on another family legacy - the long-standing Bassett-Bennett connection.


Davis Lane


The Hagerty crew.


High tide at South Beach.

Family Messes

When is the only time that a family mess is a good thing? Why, October in Edgartown, of course.

Today, a crisp and succulent October Sunday, with the air filled with bits of confetti-like fluff, dried and set loose from the roadside reeds and puff-ball bushes by the brisk northwest wind (in celebration of what, I wonder? Oh yes! My birthday tomorrow, no doubt) was a perfect day for picking up a family mess of scallops.






This father was apparently teaching his daughter the finer points of dip-netting for scallops. I learned from my cousin Cyrus Norton.


The proper outfit is half the fun.





Headed home with this week's family limit.

Edgartown Harbor, New Year's Eve Day

The challenge, for me anyway, is to try to see the stuff I've been looking at my whole life in new ways and from new angles. I'm always amazed though - the docks and waterfront are my stomping grounds, an area I am drawn to almost every day, and every time, I think, "Certainly there will be nothing new to photograph today," but every day the light is different, the configuration of boats is different and/or they are pointing in a different direction, and almost always I find somebody doing something of interest.

Happy New Year, everybody.