At Bay with Mast Music

The cool, gray mist lifts

Shortly after dawn,

I rise and feel the chill

Of the morning on the bay.

From the deck of the Zephyr,

I sip the steaming coffee

And watch the waves

Breaking on the Chesapeake.

Scents of bacon

Drifting across the dock,

Remind me of breakfast

As my stomach gurgles.

The damp, salt air

Sticky in my plaid, red shirt

And greasy in my uncombed hair,

Makes the Dharma Bums pages

Slippery to touch

And hard to turn.

With the fierce winds

And the threat of storms

I must spend yet another day with

The hope of leaving remaining at bay.

Still, the lines ringing against the masts

Sound like wind-chimes.

And I hold hope for tomorrow.

So, yesterday was Father’s Day.  It was my third as a father.  We were at the beach and Mrs. TKD cooked breakfast which included bacon from Hickman’s Meat Market in Rehoboth, DE.  It rocked!  I’d bought it the day before and they actually sliced it for me!

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After that we went to the Lewes Beach and did a little swimming.  Mr. Grey got tired early so we headed home (1 block) and grabbed some lunch.  I promptly took a nap.

To be honest, I was a little grumpy in the morning because we kinda screwed up on meeting up with some good friends at Cape Henlopen.  Yeah, we royally screwed the pooch on that, but friends are friends and thankfully they will forgive us.

After I woke up from my nap, we chilled for a bit more.  Mr. Grey decided a nap was in order for him, and Mrs. TKD and I snuck out for a trip to the grocery store.  I picked up fixins for a take on cuban inspired pork chops (lime, cilantro, cumin and peaches).

When we got back Mr. Grey was up, and we went to the beach.  I played with him in the sand and the water.  He was really digging the water.  He was in up over his head with the help of his life vest.  He’ll be a sailor like his papa and a fisherman like his dad for sure.

A lot has changed since he was a little dude.  This photo is from 2008.

He was afraid of the water back then.

This past weekend rocked. Saturday included a trip to the farmer’s market for some tomatos and some scones – I also came away with some great wax beans – breakfast on the deck on our new table an chairs (yes Home Depot did finally come thorugh) and spending nearly all day Saturday with Mr. Grey, just hanging out in the back yard. He was playing and generally acting like an 8 month old on the blanket with us, which was very entertaining. The weather was unbelievable.

Sunday, we went to the other farmer’s market in Annapolis and got some more good veggies as well as some excellent bread. Mom and Jen came down with the girls. Frank was sick. We had a nice time without him, but I wish he’d been there. I made some phat sandwiches that were grilled on the grill (who needs a panini press?). They had turkey, bacon, sprouts, spinach, provolone, and mayo on them. I grilled them on the grill for about 5 minutes and got some nice char marks on them as well as melted the cheese. They rocked. We ate them with some gaspacho that we made with the veggies that we got at the farmer’s market.

I spent the whole weekend with no watch on. This is very liberating and I suggest you try it.

I also left the windows and sun roof open on the car all weekend, luckilly it was in the carport.

Okay, so a BLT is not really that big a deal, and I know that it is AUGUST forgodsake so summer is officially drawing to a close, BUT, today I made the first BLT of the summer with a tomato from my own damn garden. Priceless. Absolutely Priceless.

Take that Mastercard…

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