Tuesday shaped up to be one of those days early on. Shortly after I climbed out of bed, at around 5:45, I noticed a smell like burning plastic. By the time the sun was over the horizon, the odor had gotten stronger, and I had pinpointed the problem to the oil burner, which was shooting raw flame out of one side with exhaust rising not up the chimney but through the house.
There has been good ice here, and I mean really good ice, for the first time in quite a few years. This means that those of us with iceboats tucked away in garages and barns have been busy digging them out and heading for Mecox Bay.
Because we had set aside Saturday to celebrate our 4-year-old son’s birthday, I did not get to my boat until Sunday morning. The bag containing several key bolts and my foot spikes was in the basement, and the rest, more or less, in the barn in East Hampton behind my mother’s house.
The New York State Department of Environmental Conservation has until Jan. 1 to adopt a regulation establishing a prodecure to make official sea-level rise projections, and the D.E.C. will hold a series of meetings to hear public comments on the project over the coming week.