Jan 31, 2009
Pipes Cove Oyster Farm
Pipes Cove Oyster Farm is located between the villages of Southold and Greenport on the Peconic Bay. It is neighbor to Moore's Drain. The wildlife in the area and it's tidal attributes make it a very special place on the North Fork. The oysters there have been sustaining man from the early days of the native Indians. At one time they were Greenport's main export and there are old photos showing mountains of shells near the processing plants. Today they are served in upscale New York City restaurants and can be obtained in some local seafood stores.
Jan 20, 2009
Inaugural Day
This is a day that all Americans can be justly proud of. We did it... brought about one of the most significant days in our history by electing the right man at the right time, a man with a positive attitude and a "can do" spirit. Americans around the world can again lift their heads high and be proud to be citizens of this country. Now we've really got a uniter and the great divider can go back to do what he knows best, cutting brush.
Photos from The New York Times Online
Photos from The New York Times Online
Jan 17, 2009
Brick Cove
I generally like to photograph the beauty of the North Fork and of our people being themselves. This is an exception and a call to clean things up. One incredibly beautiful location, a cove on the Peconic Bay, was for many years home to a brick manufacturer and after the factory's demise, a marina. Both have left indelible marks on the shore and in the sea. Wind, rain and gravity will eventually bring the brick from the kiln smokestack to earth. Old discarded Sanford brick has become a part of the beach itself, gradually becoming smooth. There is an amazing amount of it along the entire beach. The beach shore up to the high tide mark belongs to the citizens of Southold Town so this pollution is on our property. The marina's impact as a parking lot for boats and junk is seemingly more benign were it not for tell-tale oil and petroleum distillate spills of varying colors on the earth.
Jan 14, 2009
Foggy Morning
The wind was low, the snow had melted and it was a warmer than usual Sunday morning. A perfect day to stretch unused leg muscles and see what our little neck of the world was up to. We walked a four mile circuit through the orchard, down along side of Wickham's Creek to the marina, turning east, skirting the Peconic Bay on our way to the East Creek inlet. If I'd had my fly rod I'd have been tempted to make a few casts even though no fish could be expected as they had left the creeks for deeper, warmer water in early November. We meandered home by way of Fleets Neck road enjoying every minute of it.
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