A virtual voyage for all of you – to the tip of the Garden State – my refuge…
If I could be anywhere, right now — anywhere in New Jersey… I NEED her oceans!
Cape May is a place I have treasured in solitudes, in all seasons and weathers except hurricane. This isolate point seems made for those who must, for example, flee holidays. Now, when there is something ENORMOUS to flee, we cannot leave wherever we are.
For many, birds are the main reason to drive to the end of our state. Dawn delights include the return of the skimmers, from wherever they spend their nights.
When Jeanette Hooban found us a cottage near the sea, Carolyn Yoder, she and I, could walk to dawn.
How Cape May dwellings look when the dawn greets them.
How the ocean’s night gifts look as you walk to breakfast.
Where you eat breakfast, tucked in a dune.
Why we’re here.
Jeanette, in October, where she must be!
I fell in, watching her. First time I birdwatched through water.
Jeanette in ecstasy, Carolyn Yoder and I sharing her delight.