Charles Sheeler, eat your heart out. All we have to do is look out our window in the early morning light to catch the secret language of ships that pass in the night. In this case, oil tanker Uranus heads back out to sea (background) while bulk carrier Catherine (right foreground) lies alongside Eastern Minerals across the street unloading her salt cargo day and night.
With scenes like this out your window, who needs holiday trips to exotic isles? We've been there and done that from Machu Picchu, Peru to Decorah, Iowa. Wouldn't have missed any of it, but east, west, home is best.
Didn't your mommy teach you not to show people Uranus on the internet?
Sorry, couldn't help it. It's Saturday afternoon and the inner Beavis overcome the torpid lizard brain's fear of predation and blowback...
Posted by: Al Maviva | March 05, 2005 at 01:27 PM
Pathetic. Didn't you realize this is a family site?
Posted by: Sissy Willis | March 05, 2005 at 01:43 PM