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WOW!! Thank you for sharing your Gorgeous Homie photos!!!
The above photo comes from Mark Lombard and the below photo, of seagulls in the snow, is from Donna Ardizonni.
The above photo was taken by David Parsons. David writes, “This was taken on the Yankee Clipper. We were Pollock fishing Dec. 2011.”
And from Nicole, “Homies on the Hood!”
Posted in the order in which they appeared in my inbox.
Do you have a favorite photo of Homie(s)? We would love to share. Send photos to email@example.com and I’ll post here.
Please submit average size photos, roughly 8 x 10; please no enormous files. Don’t forget to watermark your photo. Looking forward to seeing everyone’s submissions!
Good Harbor Beach Seagulls
These go together. Crank the sound to eleven on the video while Rubber Duck and the Homies are on screen. Don’t worry, it will all make sense.
This is the sunset last Friday night, while I waited for the blue moon to show itself… These colors are what came from the camera with no significant editing. It’s oversaturated somewhat, but pretty close to what I was seeing. I set my camera’s white balance to “incandescent bulb” to get these colors; on automatic or “sunlight”, it was making everything golden – pretty, but nowhere near the real colors.
I got up to the roof of the rectory early to wait for the sunset/moonrise, and the seagulls, which usually occupy our small roof, were NOT amused that I was usurping their prized vantage point for observing the world.
This first shot is actually from Thursday evening, several hours before the precise full moon:
On Friday night, the “blue moon” put on a real show, playing hide-and-seek through the clouds:
5PM edit: I came back an hour later and there was $4.85 in the cup. Should Rubber Duck consult a lawyer before we move to a more popular beach? The overhead is dirt cheap. A few breadcrumbs, maybe a fish rack or two.
I stole the concept for this idea from XKCD comics and forgot to atribute them. They are math nerds who make you laugh with equations and other science stuff. I usually wet my pants when I read them. The seagull one was just weird.
Homie Watching Over Gannet ‘s Blackburn Challenge Crew Saturday–Off Dog Bar Breakwater From Rick Isaacs
I cannot believe it has only been one year since the Rubber Duck met Homie on a blustery day just like today, April 18, 2011. When I posted that first part of the Rubber Duck saga I was only joking about it being a twenty part series. Little did I know that maybe a hundred posts later the story is still not finished.
To commemorate their anniversary I repost the first few chapters. Later this week will be an update of how Homie and Rubber Duck spent their day today.
Part I posted April 18th, 2011:
(This will be a twenty part series.)
Part II posted April 19th, 2011:
But first, the back story. Two lonely birds:
Solitude of the lonely Homie.
Cold, lonely, rubbery, but Patriotic!
A little stand offish at first.
But soon the connection was made and time stopped.
They’re eyes locked and Homie was in love.
“So how many children should we have?” Homie wasn’t wasting any time.
“I have a lovely nest on Milk Island.”
“You’re not listening to a word I’m saying!”
“We could make it work!”
“I am so out of here!”
“Do you think it’s safe to come out?”
But Homie came back of course and took Rubber Duck all over. The Rockport Dump, Thacher Island lighthouse, Maine, Florida, meeting Santa when he arrived in Rockport, wine tasting at Passports, Duck Confit at Duckworth’s. Then, just a few months later, things got a little weird:
Last sighting of RD was at the Spring Fling two weeks ago with rumors that she was at the Thirsty Golf contest at the DogBar last week when Joey caught her again staring at him. Flexilis anatidaephobia is the fear that a rubber duck is staring at you and Joey has got it bad.
You’re not from around here are you? (Weird looking Homies no?)
But the locals are very friendly.
Yes, beverage please.
Rubber Duck is very sad (can’t you tell by that face) that she won’t make it back to the Sunday morning GMG Mug-Up so she is drowning her sorrows. Mostly with drinks with little umbrellas.
January 18 and how many New Year’s Resolutions have you blown off already? Did you last two weeks on your diet? Have you already bought a pack of Winstons? Now is the time baby, crunch time, when the muffin top takes a beating and you resolve to stick to your resolutions in 2012. Why? So that 177 days from now you can get in a boat and paddle your not so fat butt all the way around Cape Ann.
Click here for a BlackBurn Challenge Timer. July 14 is just 177 days away. 25 weeks. Plenty of time. Or I can send Homie over to help you focus.
Rubber Duck and Homie with their very own Lobster Trap Christmas Tree all decorated:
Hey, you try decorating without opposable thumbs!
Rubber Duck: “You just crack yourself up, dontcha Homie? That’s why I stick around.”
Looks like a standard Mendelian trait of incomplete dominance of the rubber gene.
Woops, almost forgot the one ugly duckling who may grow up to be 100% Homie: