AJP and Mr. Dodenc w/ Marianne.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
The Under Belly
This is the under hang part of Marianne. It's not really much of an under hang...I know. She is mostly feature less and most unforgiving.
But such is the nature of the beast. Her underbelly will not be vulnerable.
Bathing Marianne
AJP pays respect by cleaning the chalk off of Marianne.
We don't just climb rocks. We Love them.
No One Nose
A little ways away from Marianne, we found this "Nose" popping out of the shallow bay.
One day I will climb up the Nose.
In Her Glory
And there she is...
The most magnificent rock in Long Island. She is easily over 20 feet high.
Streaked with amazing colors of intricate detail. She is a true Beach Beauty.
Stairs to Marianne
Here are some more memories of Marianne and East Marion, LI.
The steps down to the beach. Natives here have it pretty nice.
Traveling Snail
A co-worker of mine slaps this little guy on my hand. Just another day at work. It must be a stowaway from a delivered plant.
There happened to be a group of little girls in the Budding Gardener's class outside in the garden, learning about plants.
I came out to show them and they huddled chaotically over my hand. Some of them brave enough to touch it and some of them too little to even get a glimpse.
I pulled the little ones up front for a closer look and I swear their eyes bulged out like the snail's feelers.
I checked for any peering eyes of the Budding Gardener's and placed the snail in the bog garden. After a little word of warning to the snail, I turned around to notice
a bug eyed girl in the glasshouse window watching me intently. I walked back inside and the same girl runs into my leg in a rush then asks if I've let the snail go.
"Yes I did, but he needs to get familiar with his new home now. Try not to bother him". She pouts and tells me she understands.
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