on the job

Anyone who's been visiting this blog for any
length of time knows that I love NYC's
hardworking little tugboats.  I spotted this one
from my friends' 38th-floor apartment
as it helped a barge up the East River, past
a hospital on Roosevelt Island.

[Linking back to Ruby Tuesday and Our World Tuesday.]

She Works Hard

Of all the ships I see around New York Harbor—
bright orange ferries, graceful tall-masted sailing ships,
huge garbage scows with their seabird escorts,
the deceptively powerful little tugboats are my faves.
This one is 30 years old and rated at 3,900 (!) horsepower.

[It's Ruby Tuesday. To see more, go here.]

Evening Tide

That's the name of this hardworking
little tugboat. For a while when I was
a kid I fantasized about working on a
tug. These days I fantasize about living
on a tug that's been renovated and is
now a fabulous houseboat—moored
on the quai de la Tournelle, in Paris
(as long as we're fantasizing, might
as well just go for it!).