Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its fifth year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

July 14, 2016

TREASURE HUNTING AT UMF

... liz and i took the kids to farmington to visit the university's "lots of little treasures for making projects" center ... during the summer, on tuesdays and thursdays, i believe, from 3-5:00pm students and staff from the "upward bound" program help children to creatively express themselves ... while we were there a group was making their own self-designed robots using the materials at hand ... our guys decided that "shopping" was more than enough of an experience ...

... each bin/pile/box is price labeled ... 2-10¢ is a typical cost for a single item ... dan kept track of all his own purchases ...

... sisters ...

... walker did a great job of filling his shopping bag ...

... dan was equally fascinated with every single item ...

... family shopping network ...

... "i can take this home and make lots of loud drumming noise" ... i smiled, of course, since it's not going to be in my house ...

... "how can i get the best deal for my money" ... one of the most effective ways to teach math ...

... megan, it seems, wasn't going to let any attribute of an object go unexamined ...

... i noticed liz's "omg, i'm not sure about that" face ...

... walker had found the world's biggest knitting needle, and was walking around with it humming the star wars death theme ...


... between being told that if he took it home he couldn't stick anyone with it and learning that it was "so expensive he wouldn't be able to get an ice cream later," he decided to leave it behind ...

... [whew, dodged a liability bullet there] ...

... the "cool stuff store" at the university of maine in farmington is a great place for an outing with kids ... 

... after we visited the historic giffords ice cream stand ... i mean, after all, you're supposed to properly educated children, right ... ??? ...

UP MT. WASHINGTON

... before the drive up mt. washington, a final workup of picture i took of the milky way stretching above sarah and gordy's house in freedom ... i did a perspective correction of the house without altering the rest of the photograph ...

... adrien walked out onto the foundation wall of a building being reconstructed ...

 ... 80°f and clear, a relatively rare combination at the summit ...

 ... after hiking the stairs from the top-of-the-mountain parking lot to the peak, a brief rest ...

... adrien navigated us to a wonderful waterfall ...

... then, something she so very dearly loves to do, she decided to once again see if she could get her dad's heart to move all the way up into his throat ...

... it did—she was quite pleased ...

CUNDY'S HARBOUR WANDERABOUT

... not riding my motorcycle because of an injured shoulder, i've been in a bit of a funk of late ... john offered up a bit of wanderabout medicine ... after picking up essential supplies, hot coffee and hillman's donuts, we headed south towards the harpswell neck and cundy's harbor ...

... i spotted this heron and pulled the car to the side of the road ... john's side of the car had the view, so i said, "you set everything up, then i'll walk as close as i can until i spook him into taking off" ... i managed this shot only seconds before the great bird took to flight ... i've no autofocus long lens so i didn't even attempt a picture after that, but john came up with one of the most spectacular blended sequential images i've ever seen ... 

... along the coast i found that my eyes weren't working ... i've learned to not be frustrated when this happens, and amused myself by practicing simple compositions ...

... john explored under the dock ... i stayed out in the sun, knowing that if i ventured amongst the pilings i'd probably get my foot jammed between some rocks and i'd be trapped until the high tide brought an end to my misery ... (final scene: as the crowd of bibbed overall wearing fisherman looked on, "durned flatlanders, they never learn," my last breath bubble would pop to the surface just as the siren of the brunswick rescue squad could be heard in the distance) ...

... back to geometry ...

... we had a great lunch ... my eyes began to work ...

... from baily island, a classic seascape ...

... never do i tire of sharing these beautiful beach roses ...

... stretching along the coast from water's edge to water's edge, an igneous intrusion splitting the metamorphosed sedimentary ocean bottom layers once again brings me to ponder, "does the bishop ussher school of creationism avoid field trips to places such as this" ... if so, how sad, seeing as it's quite possible that g*d devoted millions and millions of years towards getting absolutely perfect the beauty of this wonderful place ...

... we asked, "does this heart rock on the gate have a particular story behind it" ... "no," replied the mistress of the house, "we just like heart rocks" ...

... there are gifts—and then there are gifts ...

... here, in this place where the word "forever" is not an abstraction, even the very worst of funks must be slowly eroded away ...