Here we experience a typical, but nice, moment in Naskeag Harbor on Friday. Fog is approaching slowly from out in Eggemoggin Reach; the sun is blinking light here and there; there’s no wind to speak of, except the occasional slight breeze that is little more than a baby’s breath. Hard-working Captain Morgan rests, her mooring line slack. She seemingly waits unconcerned, at peace with a changing world.
Note that Morgan is rigged for scallop fishing, but that mast, boom, and on-deck shelling hut soon will disappear. March is the last month for scallop dragging (dredging) in Maine. If all goes well, she’ll be fishing for lobsters by June. (Image taken on March 18, 2022.)