Sitting here on the porch with our flag waving in the brisk breeze, thinking of my father on this beautiful day. He was in WWII on a Coast Guard troop ship the Joseph P. Dickman, a converted Moore McCormack freighter, built in the 20’s. The stories he could tell.
This is a photo of a pen and ink drawing I did for him years ago. He had copies made and would hand them out at the reunions.
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Here are some pics from the last few weeks. Been busy with spring garden duties. The bind weed in the rose beds is getting out of control.
The barberry needs shaping but when it glows like this with the early morning light I keep putting it off.
Our side yard; outdoor shower on the left. Just six steps from the kitchen door; a delight from May through October.
Lake side “garden” cleaned up and well weathered sling chair installed. Absent the summer high tide infestation of jet skis, it’s a pleasant place to watch sunsets and such.
Bagatelle is 20′ sneakbox once owned by our good friend Wally. One of my first paying boat jobs was to help him fix some stubborn leaks. She’s back at Beatons looking for a new home.
