Sea Cape Cod by Michael Mosier

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the brilliant blue skied, puffy white cloud scattered, quite brisk, windy, wild island of Nantucket! Very good to be with you once again on this Thirtieth Day of March, 2017.  Thursday according to most accounts, and if one were to have been fortunate enough to walk the ocean today, you will catch the drift...

As this humble reporter walked to Kalmus Beach, in Hyannis earlier this morning, strolling ‘down on the docks’ of Ocean Street where fishing boats, tourists and giant ferries commune, Captain “Bob” of her Majesty “Sea Queen II”, stated loud and clear in that beautiful, quaint, fabled Cape Cod accent,

“…Spring has sprung matey! I just saw the first family of Osprey’s flying ‘ore yonder, by that new beautiful luxury hotel across from the Hyline ticket office and docks! Yep, they usually get here by the twenty-third but those wicked Northeaster’s must have slowed ‘em up a bit! My brother said they left Ft. Lauderdale at least a few weeks ago. Should have taken less time to get on up here!”

Bidding the good captain farewell, I promised to put this fascinating piece of natural history in this rather obscure ‘blog’ that seems to be all over the place…

Kind of like our Osprey friends. For they too are free to fly wherever their wings take them; wind and whispers to guide their flight.

Here’s hoping you and yours get that feeling someday real soon!

WE will leave the LIGHT on for ya!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the grey, raw, raucous island of Nantucket! ‘Tis Twenty-Fourth Day of March, 2017, Friday according to Reuters; what can this simple writer tell ya?

The reason for love?

Simple as rain outside; promise of flowers therein…

We need it.

For that fact, and that fact alone, is the reason we go on…

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the brilliant blue skied day, bitter cold, bountiful island of Nantucket! It is the Twenty-Third Day of March, 2017, an unseasonably chilly Thursday, ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor!

“Arrggghh Matey!”

(credit: the legend, the man, the crusty old sea dog; the great ‘journalist’ scallywag Rupert Murdoch, from ‘down unda’… The infamous CEO of ‘News Corporation’…, one of the many, multinational ‘think tanks’ that have hijacked the world’s consciousness…)

“Hence, the great ‘Continental Divide”; of who we really are and can be.  Whilst the ‘powers that be’ wish those same souls to never, ever SEA!”

Early stars lit the sky, four a.m., as this “humble” reporter awoke to witness the sun rising once again over ‘Steamship Authority’ vessels that ferry passengers back and forth to that fabled isle twenty seven nautical miles, south/southeast of where this ‘message in a bottle’ may be reaching…

“HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!”

Tuned into ACK.FM , “Nantucket’s true island radio”–tap the tap; download the APP!–inspiration restored, for even at that ‘witching hour’, music always rings in shades of brilliant blue…  Thanks again Chris!  “Taking Fog to Nantucket” is exactly as you described another book this early morn. Although, it seems, Donald Sutherland and Koffee FM have already bought the movie rights…

“…are you joking?”

(credit: ‘cultural attache’, “Mr. Krapotkin” (Aleksander Krupa)--fresh from the Russian Embassy in Washington D.C.–via the film, circa 2008, “Burn After Reading.”)

When this rogue cowboy ‘washed ashore’ on Nantucket Island in 2003; “Continental Divide” pulled the spirit through. A rare film, starring the great, late, John Belushi, circa 1981 representing a polar opposite of this ‘reporter’s’ experience.  However, similarities?  Oh, they are profound; and quite eclipsing to ego’s eternal battle and control over man’s eternal soul…

“The duality therein…”

’soul man’ indeed John!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the very windy, cooling, ever collected island of Nantucket! Great to be with you, broadcasting LIVE on a blustery Wednesday High Noon ‘down on the docks’ of Historic Hyannis Harbor; The Twenty-Second Day of March, 2017.

AHOY!

A quick shout out to “Nantucket’s True Island Radio”, ACK.FM, and the new DJ and operations manager, Chris Reiser, who seems to have brought this great, young station back from the living dead of radio’s sad graveyard of a serious lack of creativity.  Although, Koffee FM here in Hyannis, with Mr. Jim Sands and company, along Cool 102 FM,  do the job of bringing good music back to life from well beyond the grave…

Is that not correct Mr. Donald Sutherland?

If you a familiar with this sight, it will be no shock to SEA below deck another song lyric from the late, great John Denver, passing way, way before his ‘time’ on an Earth he loved more than any human this simple reporter is aware. So, without further adieu, please enjoy the words to a great song, perhaps hearing it for the first time; someday in the quiet of your home of homes… The Sony HD 1995 concert, right before his death, is a good place to start…. The song title, to this rogue cowboy, will always be,

“…no regrets.”

Have a good ONE!

“There is a river that runs from the mountain,
that one river is all rivers,
all rivers are that ONE”

“There is a tree that stands in the forest; that one tree is all forests. All forests are that ONE.”

“There is a flower that blooms in the desert; that one blossom is all flowers. All flowers are that one…”

“There is a bird that sings in the jungle; that one song is all music. All songs are that ONE”

“It is a song of life, it is a flower of faith, it is a tree of temptation, it is a river of knowing WET.”

“There is a child that cries in the ghetto; that one child is all of our children. All of our children are that one…”

“There is a vision that shines in the darkness. That one vision is all of our dreams… All of our dreams are that one”…

“It is a vision of Heaven; it is a child of promise, it is a tree of temptation; It is a river of knowing wet!”

“Let this be a voice for the mountains, let this be a voice for the rivers, let this be a voice for the forests, let this be a voice for the flowers, let this be a voice for the deserts, let this be a voice for the ocean, let this be a voice for the children, let this be a voice for the dreamers, let this be a voice of no regret, no regret, no regret”…

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the windy, warming, wonderful island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this fine first day of Spring all around this great ‘big, blue spinning ball’: broadcasting LIVE once again from ‘down on the docks’ of historic Hyannis Harbor! It is the Twentieth Day of March, 2017 and it is, by all accounts, Monday morning…

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“Happy St. Patrick’s Day!”

Broadcasting LIVE once again from the shores of beautiful Cape Cod and the aforementioned islands on a glorious, green day; this Seventeenth Day of March, 2017.  May the green beer flow free wherever this ‘message in a bottle’ may be reaching.

‘Below deck’ are a few quotes from a great mind in that freeing feeling of writing…

Mr. Oscar Wilde; an Irishman born in 1854, passing in 1900, but, in that short amount of ‘time’ made a real statement to ‘the powers that were’ at the ‘time’…

Good Luck to ALL!

“A little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal.”

“Always forgive your enemies, nothing annoys them so much…

“Quotation is a serviceable substitute for wit”

SEA “author” above deck sir!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the beautiful, quiet, cool, golden sun lit led island of Nantucket!

It is The Sixteenth Day of March, 2017, the day before the fable holiday of ‘St. Patrick’s Day’, not only here in the U.S., but in the great country of Ireland as well….

For by now, young lassies and lads, you must be aware of a vortex of wonder within that ancient land, much like, Bermuda in it’s depth…

Leprechauns, LUCK & faeries! Wild Whimsy and Whispers;

The Land of Ireland calls once again!

Will you hear the sound of the SEA?

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the once again pure azure skied, golden sun led, windy, cold and collected island of Nantucket! Good to be with you and yours on this Monday morning ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor; The Thirteenth Day of March, 2017.

AHOY!

Expecting yet another Nor’easter, dawning down the pike in a few hours, bringing another late winter blizzard scene, much akin to the image one may muse on ‘above deck’ in this ‘timeless’ post card from the water’s edge. A message in a bottle as it is; beckoning people from all over this great, big beautiful world to journey to this magical sand bar that ‘time’ forgot.

Lest we forget the immortal words of Ireland’s favorite son, Mr. Liam Nesson (full time late night comic, part time actor in the cesspool Hollywood has devolved into…);

“…there’s no time!”

(credit: the film “Clash of the Titans“, circa 1981)

What was happening in this great Republic way, way back in that simpler ‘time’? Former actor turned politician Ronald Reagan was sworn in as our 40th U.S. President; unlikely as now President Donald Trump to gain that highest of offices in mankind’s matrix.

“Ordinary People” won the Oscar for Best Picture that same year, starring the late, great Mary Tyler Moore and Donald Sutherland, along with the great Timothy Hutton making that ‘ordinary’ quite extraordinary. Loss is something we all face in this life, and sometimes it is more than we can take. Perhaps this country has lost in more ways than one.  Most certainly misplacing real innocence; seemingly lost in an impersonal, robotic age of information, or lack therein.  Immersed, quickly sinking in a deadly quicksand of quantum computing; this age of “Artificial Intelligence”, artificial ‘food stuffs’, artificial relationships on automatic pilot.  Moreover, an unnatural, artificial relationship with the real world all around us, i.e. Mother Gaia, the animal and plant kingdoms; animals and plants that enrich everyone.  Absorbed in that artificial electronic world that makes no sense whatsoever; ever robbing young and old alike of the healing powers attributed to this all powerful force.  An invisible force like love; indeed the physical and quite spiritual place named the great wilderness….

Treadmills come to mind. “Fitness 500″ on North Street in great seaside hamlet tells that story so well. A gym this humble? reporter works out in is filled with machines that have that beautiful “TV” attached, just to insure one does not go ‘too far off track’, leaving the ‘norm’ of what some insane plutocrat made up long, long ago.

Think outside of this box most agree on; stop giving up your freedoms for ‘peace and security’. Whose peace? Whose security? Yours? Mine? Theirs?

The latter is the answer to that simple riddle.

Live for YOU and yours; no one else.

Have a great week ahead folks!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the pure azure skied, golden sun led, bitterly cold, wicked windy and snow blown island of Nantucket! A lot of weather to digest on this Eleventh Day of March, 2017, as one looks out the deck onto a frozen tundra ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor…

“Arrrggghh matey!”

(credit: the crusty old news dog from ‘down unda’, Mr. Rupert Murdoch of “News Corporation”, yikes!)

Indeed, this magical sand bar was blasted yesterday by a wicked March blizzard out of no where, that has most hunkered down in their respective hamlets today; waiting  on their collective clocks to ’spring forward’, ushering in warmer, gentler days to come…

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Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the misty, murky, msyterious and quite magical island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on a soggy Monday morning ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor; The Seventh Day of March, 2017.

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Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the (not to sound like a broken record), deep, deep, uninterrupted, azure skied, golden sun led, wicked, wicked cold island of Nantucket! ‘Tis good to be with you and yours once again, telecasting LIVE from ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor; Sunday, The Fifth Day of March, 2017.

AHOY!

Per the captioned title to this trite ‘message in a bottle’, Sea Cape Cod would wish to offer an hilarious quote from the film, “Post Cards from the Edge”, circa 1990. This true Hollywood gem stars, among many, many other great actors, Meryl Streep and Shirley MacLaine. A mother and daughter in Los Angeles who have an exchange regarding “Suzanne’s” (Meryl Streep) drug problem.

“Doris” (Ms. MacLaine), with sense of greatest humor, tells the tale of our warped memories; and the sad fact the negative ones tend to stick out more than his/or her positive polarity…

Have a great Sunday y’all!

Doris: “Will you please tell me this awful thing I did to you when you were a child?”

Suzanne: “Okay, you want to know? Do you?”

Doris: “I want to know, tell me!”

Suzanne: “Okay, FINE! From the time I was 9 years old you gave me sleeping pills!”

Doris: “That was over-the-counter medication, and I gave it to you because you couldn’t sleep.”

Suzanne: “Mom! You don’t give children sleeping pills because they can’t sleep!”

Doris: “They were not sleeping pills! It was store bought, and it was perfectly safe!” Now don’t blame me for your drug-taking! I don’t blame my mother for my misfortunes or for my drinking!”

Suzanne: “Well, you don’t even acknowledge that you drink. How could you possibly blame your mother for something you don’t even do? Remember my 17th birthday party? When you lifted your skirt up in front of all those people? Including that guy, Michael.”

Doris: “I did not lift up my skirt, it TWIRLED UP! You only remember the bad stuff, don’t you? What about the big band that I got to play at that party? Do you remember that? No! You only remember that my skirt accidentally TWIRLED UP!”

Suzanne: “And you weren’t wearing any underwear.”

Doris: “Well…”

Now you be good to one another…

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the (third times a charm), once again azure skied, golden sun laden, wicked cold island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Fourth Day of March, 2017; broadcasting LIVE once again on an early Saturday morning ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor. Surf’s up, so come on down and pay US a visit soon, we will leave that LIGHT on for ya!

Below deck are a few quotes from two of this simple reporter’s favorite poets; T.S. Eliot and Walt Whitman. One English, one American, both considered perhaps the best at their ‘trade’ during the course of their lives within the ‘time’ frames of their respective centuries…

Perhaps it may bring some clarity to your day.

Have a good one!

“Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go…”

T.S. Eliot (1888-1965)

“Keep your face always toward the sunshine–and shadows will fall behind you.”

“The genius of the United States is not best of most in its executives or legislatures, nor its ambassadors or colleges, or churches or parlors, nor even in its newspapers or inventors, but always most in the common people.”

“Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.”

“A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.”

“The future is no more uncertain than the present.”

“The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity.”

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the once again pure azure blue skied, golden sun laden, breezy and quite brisk island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Third Day of March, 2017; Friday according to Reuters.  Today, from ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor, Sea Cape Cod offers a cinematic gem via the late, great John Belushi.  Perhaps one for the ages in the 1980 hit film, “The Blues Brothers”. John Belushi’s genius as a comedic actor only pales in comparison to his musical talent, shining so brightly in said motion picture, not to be outdone by the incredible music created by ‘the band’. “The Blues Brothers”…’

“Do you SEA the LIGHT!”

The following scene is with ‘the mystery woman’, played by Carrie Fisher, and his brother (Dan Aykroyd), “Elwood”. Avoiding capture from the Illinois State Police, and a Illinois Nazi’s, the pair make their way off stage after a concert to make enough money to pay back taxes on the “Penguin’s” home (the tough nun who raised the boys), back in the grand town of Chicago. Perhaps this scene exemplifies the totality of this crazy thing we call LOVE.

You know of what Jake speaks, or, are more inclined to recall the mystery woman’s perspective. Either way, we hope it does not bring up too many bad memories. For after all, is it better to have loved and lost than to not have loved at all?

(scene; a dark, foggy, misty, grungy tunnel, with “Jake” and “Elwood” escaping their ‘fate’ from ‘the law’. Suddenly approached by a mystery woman with a loaded AK-47)

Jake: “It’s good to see you sweetheart.”

Mystery woman: “You contemptible pig! I remained celibate for you. I stood at the back of the cathedral, waiting, in celibacy, for you, with three hundred friends and relatives in attendance. My uncle hired the best Romanian caterers in the state. To obtain seven limousines for the wedding party, my father used up his last favor with mad Pete Trullo. So for me, for my mother, my grandmother, my father, my uncle, and for the common good, I must kill you, and your brother…”

Jake: “Oh please, don’t kill us! Please, please, don’t kill us! You know I love you baby. I wouldn’t leave you. It wasn’t my fault.”

Mystery woman: “You miserable slug! You think you can talk your way out of this? You betrayed me.”

Jake: “No, I didn’t. Honest… I ran out of gas. I…I had a flat tire. I didn’t have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn’t come back from the cleaners, an old friend came into town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake. A terrible flood. Locusts! IT WASN’T MY FAULT I SWEAR TO GOD!”

(Elwood covers his head in anticipation of gun fire. Jake removes his sunglasses to make a wordless appeal, and the mystery woman visibly softens…)

Mystery woman: “Oh Jake, honey…”

(Jake embraces the woman and they kiss)

Jake: (to Elwood on the tunnel floor), “Let’s go” (as he drops the woman in the mud, to wit Elwood tips his hat and states,

“Take it easy.”

Have a good week end y’all!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sheer azure skied, golden sun laden, mild, miraculous island of Nantucket! It is the Second Day of March, 2017,  quiet Thursday ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor; a humble reporter asking one simple question of himself on this Day of OUR Lord…

“Who was I?”

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M
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Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the foggy, raw, rowdy, and quite raucous island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours on this First Day of March, 2017; a Wednesday according to Reuters, with mist, mystery and mysticism ruling the day ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor as the world enters the great month of March, coming in like a gentle lamb…

AHOY!

The song was sung with spirit; but soft, like a choir.

Cape Cardinal woke early morning with song sung only for Kings. The Greater Black Back flew high above low clouds, beckoned to follow in earnest. How gentle Mergansers’ glide effortlessly across mighty marsh lands; the comfort of the Snowy Egret’s angelic flight makes it’s way to your heart.

Power begets the Great Blue Heron; spearing fishy prey with precision and grace befitting and Angel on HIGH. Red fox appears out from wooded shadows, running swiftly through the sea wooded forests, so green and so lush.

It all happened this morning without a hush.

Majestic song of Humpback wooing from Stellwagon’s bank, echoes off dolphin shiny arch, slicing water’s edge, devoid of tack or tank. Swordfish renewing their lot; the Blue Fish exposing the man’s pathetic plot. Harbor seals adore other fishes they explore, while the morning dove pampers a nest, nurturing young who they were once before.

Golden sun splashed sands of Hyannis Port, ever will I shine for thee;
So too the dune banked Point’s of Race; Truro’s great wish for me…

Sankaty’s red and white to Great Point’s snow blinded light;
Brant Point, South Hyannis, Coast Guard all project,
soul’s infinite plight,
living another day for the fight.

Can there be peace
Can love exist?
Is their hope,
can we resist?

Sands of time will tell,
foretold upon this ancient land;
Ear to a shell,
one will hear that mighty ocean again,
thunderously rolling across the mind, body and soul; with many a tale to tell…

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

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