Happy Tumbleweed Tuesday!

After the crowds have gone...
After the crowds have gone…

There are only two real Tuesdays in September, in my estimation.

There’s the Tuesday after Labor Day, and then there’s the Tuesday after that, which will always be filled in my mind with the images of the smoke and dust of the twin towers, the first week of my son’s Kindergarten class, the horror on the faces of the people who had left our shores on Labor Day only to return to the hell that became of Manhattan next week 13 years ago.

The Kitchen at dawn
The Kitchen at dawn

This Tumbleweed Tuesday wasn’t all too tumbleweedy. In the morning fog before dawn on the South Fork, the trade parade was heading east, and an equally insistant line of luxury cars headed wastward toward the city. By the time the fog burned off, it looked like we were facing what could be the hottest day of the summer. Our summer.

One day before the school bells ring and all of this becomes a distant memory.

Crossing the Trade Parade to get to the Jitney.
Crossing the Trade Parade to get to the Jitney.
Main Beach
Main Beach
Electrician vans, castles & sand.
Electrician vans, castles & sand.
Fall into the sea, eventually.
Fall into the sea, eventually.
At the point.
At the point.
Montauk Summer Ale.
Montauk Summer Ale.
Irrigating the North Fork
Irrigating the North Fork
One last dip before school, Mattituck.
One last dip before school, Mattituck.

Beth Young

Beth Young has been covering the East End since the 1990s. In her spare time, she runs around the block, tinkers with bicycles, tries not to drown in the Peconic Bay and hopes to grow the perfect tomato. You can send her a message at editor@eastendbeacon.com

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