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, 2017

PHYSICAL THERAPY ATOP CADILLAC

... john invited me to join him for a planetarium show he was putting on in northeast harbor ... usually i help him haul equipment, but, alas, on this day i had to be content sitting in a chair and enjoying his well-choreographed set-up routine ... and, of course, you can forget the moon and planet and stars, as is always the case the bubble itself is enough to excite the kids ...

... after a nice supper we drove up to the top of cadillac mountain, which, if you didn't already know, at 1530 feet is the highest point on north america's eastern coastline ... (no, despite what you may've heard, the fishkill landfill in new york doesn't even come close) ... i like how 35,000 years ago the laurentide ice sheet neatly scraped clean the top of the mountain so that today visitors can enjoy a 360° view ... you needn't worry about footprints, in another 35,000 years or so another glacier'll most likely do a very thorough job of tidying up the summit ...

... john snapped a picture of me as i was trying to capture a most fascinating eastern vista, one in which the sky and sea merged so perfectly that there was no evidence of a horizon ...

... john scrambled about capturing the scene with his super-duper lens ...

... later, we drove over to the western side of the mountain ... being a weekday we were able to find a place to park the car ... weekends in the summer—well, me, i don't get anywhere near the island since acadia is one the most visited places in the entire national park system ...

... three broken ribs, a bunch of other body parts kinda mangled, i left the contortionistic camera compositions to john ... you can see his photographs here ...

 ... i had a great time, most likely because some sort of temporary amnesia caused me to forget my doctor's advice ... i paid the price today, but, as far as i'm concerned, it was worth it ...

... like all sunsets, it was perfect ... in case you're wondering, i live over the horizon to the left in the picture ...


"So very strange, in sunset's moment, that such a great silence descended upon the land, as if the orchestra had put down their instruments, and we, sitting in the very best of seats, anxiously awaited the opening of the curtain for the first act of a play we'd never seen."
—A.BRADY


"I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual."
—HENRY DAVID THOREAU