Sunset in Cape May NJ


It’s one of those nights in Cape May. It is brutal, yet beautiful. The wind is howling, whistling and a gale warning. The only way to cope with it is to laugh at it.

The beauty of it is mesmerizing. The moon is rising as the sun is setting and the sky is captivating.

It commands our attention. It permits us to reflect on the days accomplishments and think about tomorrows desires.

It’s the time of year for dramatic sunsets and sunrises. Somehow, those of us fortunate to be here this time of year become champions of capturing the images. The right time and the right place. We pull over and lean out the window or brave the elements to get closer.

As the front gets closer and the temperature gets lower, the wind changes key.  Even the wrought iron railings begin to hum and vibrate in the key of G. The wires are also whistling their own tune, threatening to let go of the pole they are attached to.

There is a magic to this time of year in Cape May. It is for the hearty soul that heeds the warning, the wind in winter can be disconcerting.

Despite the wind and the temperature, us locals still brave and venture out. There are certain comforts we will not go with out.

As the sun sets in Cape May NJ we are grateful to be here and to have had the opportunity to enjoy her beauty.



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  1. Aunt Joan
    February 2, 2015 / 7:50 pm

    I always enjoy your blogs.

  2. Colleen Bolger
    February 2, 2015 / 9:24 pm

    Love your Blog! Miss Cape May!

  3. Jeff
    February 3, 2015 / 12:19 pm

    Nice shot, John. I liked your words … very poetic. It is nice to be able to be full time in Cape May as you are. Always like reading your blog. Many more sunsets to you!

    • JohnCooke
      February 3, 2015 / 12:30 pm

      Thanks Jeff-I appreciate your reading the blog and taking the time to comment. And for the nice words.

  4. Bill Clark
    February 3, 2015 / 7:14 pm

    Thanks for the pic – saw on FB .. I miss dear Cape May so much — last was there in late 70’s !! We used to have a place on NJ avenue and my memories of CM are so vivid and bright. Although I don’t mind Vermont (where I am currently), I wouldn’t mind a few games of skeeball up at Franks’s.