... sunday, after riding my motorcycle a couple of hundred miles, of which about half was back roads and country lanes i've never explored, i finished the day with a swim in east pond and visit with my friends ... after supper i snapped a nice portrait of chuck ...
... today, after spending the morning substituting for robert in the bookstore, i took a little stroll around town ... this is the steeple of the first baptist church, built in 1829 ... its minister, samuel francis smith, wrote the lyrics to "america" ...
... down above the kennebec i stood upon the memorial bridge for almost thirty minutes watching the sea gulls catch their supper of tiny sprats ...
... if you recall, several weeks ago the water level was two or three feet above the boards at the top of the damn ... despite evening temperatures in the mid-50s, the low water in the river is a good sign summer is upon us ...
... walking back up into town i noticed an interesting play taking place between the leaves and the light from the evening sun ...
... overcast all day, the sky cleared for this summer dress ...
... quiet, perhaps a thunderstorm brewing up over the mountains ...