An idyllic little corner of Portsmouth, or as idyllic as things get in Hampton Roads. There's a bunch of port stuff on the other bank, and the creek bottom is covered in creosote, they say, but at sunset it's still a magical place. An osprey has a nest on a piling out in the middle of the creek, just to the left of my drawing, and there are always plenty of geese for Jack to throw firecrackers at.