Over time I have posted several reprises of images gathered from walks while waiting for the ferry.
Here is a single image from a recent one of those walks.
I saw this guy sitting there in the wetland bordered by the boardwalk, thinking deep thoughts – or so he said when I interviewed him.
Or maybe he said he was “deep in it”, which he was – halfway up from the ooze – frog is a very difficult language to catch sometimes.
The verbs are fairly vague.
Anyway here he is.
My son said it looks like a picture of me sitting on a stool at the end of the bar at The Galley.