I’m from Maryland and we say wader. Nothing like a day on the wader. Watch for those rip currents in the wader at the ocean. Look how clear the wader in the bay is this year. Do you believe those people who do the polar bear plunge in that cold wader in January?
Photo by Mike Hartley
I bet the wader is cool in Ocean City still. Do you believe how deep that wader was rushing down Main Street. I should drink more wader.
Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s all wader under the bridge. I hate it when a pipe burst and there is wader all over the place.
Photo by Mike Hartley
So it was a nice short ride along the South Branch of the Patapsco River on River road along da Wader. One I’ll take again on a warm summer morning.
Random Thoughts of the Day
- Thinking of my Father in law this evening.
- It’s hard to think of much else.
- A man I’ve been blessed to know.
- A man I respect.
- A man who is loved.
June 1, 2020 at 5:44 AM
Gee, in my family elders, it is more like “wudder”. And “warsh”. As in, “don’t forget to turn the wudder awf after you warsh your hands!”
June 3, 2020 at 1:28 PM
I think ours came along after a few too many shots. Just like the “Evveryone into the Pueoole”. As the people stood on the side were told to get in the wader or be pushed in.