The Bench, The Sailor's Garage and The View

Thanks, Pete. The bench was at the bottom of the street from my hotel. I had a few encounters there during my visit. First I met a guy who seemed annoyed that I had 'his' seat. Later I met my friend, Bill, a retired astronomer, and we had a wonderful discussion about herons, among other things. Then there was the time I saw a guy filling a large container with salt water from the river. We started talking when he came out, saying he needed a constant supply of fresh water for his family of shrimps at home. He came every day to get a new supply. Dedication.

Yes, a bench with resonance...
 
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