Tides Turning

It’s a gorgeous day in New York City. I’m at work in Chelsea, testing new message boards and making a sheepish list of all the things I forgot to add to the specification. Tim has taken a day off from hunting jobs and is circumnavigating Manhattan in his red blow-up kayak. He put in at Red Hook’s Valentino Pier at 7.30am, four hours after low water, timed to jump on the East River’s uptown tide. Right this instant he’s paddling through the Harlem River channel. I bet he forgot sunscreen.

After such an extended holiday, am I allowed to grumble about not getting to mess about in boats on a Wednesday afternoon in spring?

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