A Quiet, Grey Sunday

First Street FogThere’s something about a rainy Sunday at the beach. Everything seems just a bit muted, the pace, which is never a frenetic as it is on the other side of the ditch, is even a little slower. A perfect day for watching football, though the Jaguars were blacked out again. They won, which was a good thing, and if the season ended today, they’d have a wildcard playoff spot.

Of course, the season isn’t ending today. There are still 5 regular-season weeks to play. But I digress.

It was that way much of the week. Midweek, the winter fogs started to roll in off the ocean. As the air cools more quickly than does the water, it picks up more moisture and hangs onto it as it moves over land. Usually there is a northerly breeze associated with these foggy days, which are an almost strictly coastal phenomenon. Occasionally the fog clings to the riverbanks as well. I can recall going over the Matthews bridge and seeing the fog begin and end within 500 yards of the river. Here at the beach, depending on how hard the wind is blowing, it can be foggy to about third street, then sunny here where we are west of Penman … or it can extend the 2 miles or so to the west side of the ditch, blanketing San Pablo Island while the sun shines at Hodges Boulevard.

Today, though, it was a plain-old rainy day. Not the all-day rain that had been predicted a couple of days ago, but overcast and grey and sprinkling rain until late afternoon, when the sun finally peeked through on its way to the western horizon. 

It’s Thanksgiving week, and I’m looking forward to having Thursday and Friday off from Aero-News. I haven’t taken a day off, really, (other than weekends) since I got the contract to edit news for the organization. Despite the challenges of a very difficult year, there are things for which to be thankful. We still live at the beach, and can enjoy a quiet, grey Sunday at the continents edge. The family is mostly nearby, and we’re finding ways to keep moving forward. We’ll get together on Friday, rather than Thursday, because that’s when everyone is available, and enjoy the day.

Between now and then, it’s business as usual. I’ll be editing stories for Aero-News, and Andie’ll be filling out applications for jobs. All there is to do is keep plugging away until things improve.

And improve they will, though the economy has certainly had the wind knocked out of it, and it’s going to be a long time getting its breath. You can almost see it gasping for air, bent over double, eyes bugged out, wondering if it’s ever going to breathe again. The business cycle says it will, and the 10 percent of the population that is actively unemployed and the additional 7-10 percent who as given up looking or who have done things like try to start little one-person businesses hope it’s sooner rather than later.

Sometimes a quiet, grey Sunday makes one think a little too much …

Sig

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One response to “A Quiet, Grey Sunday

  1. Susan Brown

    Happy Thanksgiving to you and Andie, and all the family in Florida! Take care. Susan, Paul, Ian and Colin

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