Anchors

The north shore of Long Island has Long Island Sound and Peconic Bay on either side.  The land is only a couple miles wide at the far end of it (between the water) and is full of very good harbors.  The whaling fleet, or part of it, sailed from farther east and north, along the Massachusetts shore and also from here..right here...exactly right here....and as these local harbors were well protected there was huge activity right in the area where we were.  There are anchors from sailing ships in every town park. Big anchors.

The village where we were for the wedding started up as a resupply station  in the middle 17th century - the cemetary was official in 1651 with the church at the corner starting its congregation just 2 years later. About 9 last night a full moon came up, like a ballon floating upward, so you couldn't see the details of the big homes on the shore...the bay was like it was and has always been, and people stood at that place for 350 years watching it once a month, full, mysterious....very much the anchor.  The couple had there ceremony at the base of the anchor so to speak...right at that point..they faced north like a compass needle. The rest of us saw history.

Here is some sea music to put you in the mood.