Friday, August 26, 2016

in Time

Barge across the way, tug with her barge in large letters Express Marine, Inc anchored in the far channel. Last evening we watched them settle for the overnight, who knows where they’re headed. Likely off at first light and gone when I return from the Friday morning walk.

Still numb, mind somehow shut down since Monday. It will recover In Time because there's nowhere else to go, maybe starting tomorrow, Saturday afternoon, but I neither hope So or Not. 

Wanted: Harry Potter’s time-turner, a world with a different sort of magic making all things new.

... gulls swooping by and dipping down as light comes

Noontime: tug and Express Marine barge departed, back out into the Gulf.

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