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 sixth 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.

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April 7, 2014

WANDERING WATERVILLE

... i like to walk around town ... along the way during my little journeys there're almost always pictures to be found ... here's a photograph late at night i shot with my ipad and then edited in snapseed ...

... waiting to get a new "canadian non-resident inter-province motor vehicle liability insurance card" (note: that's the only "legal" proof of coverage when traveling in canada) i played with the lights in the waiting area ...

... just before my card was brought to me i became interested in this scene ...

... john came over to show me his new macbook pro ... we took our cameras for a little stroll ...

... still not the photograph i've been over and over for decades trying to capture, but i thought you might appreciate a peek at the "last surviving toll footbridge in the united states" ...

... john trying to capture the falls ... if you go back to the previous journal entry, you'll see that all of this was completely submerged during the great flood ... look between the two center span supports for the railroad bridge, you'll spot an intake for the power generating facility which is further downstream ... during the flood that intake can be seen as a whitewater wave ...

... a self-portrait ...

... after john left i decided to wander awhile longer ... noticing an interesting reflection in the window of the business supply store, i paused, composed a shot, and waited for someone to fill the frame at the end of the sidewalk ... snapping my picture, i looked up and smiled as i said hello to my good friend, roger ...

... there are nice things living in a small town ...

THAT TIME OF YEAR

... window thermometer is registering 61°f, looking across the parking lot i can see banks of snow along the sides of the streets ... it's that time of year ...

... the kids got off the busses, almost immediately we we informed that we were sending them back home ... between early morning and late afternoon the kennebec river rose almost twenty-eight feet, what was to be called "the five-hundred year flood" ...

... if you look closely, you can see that the surface of "lake ticonic" extends south past the old mill complex all the way to the horizon ...

... having helped ralph tuttle muck out his trailer after this flood, i'll cross fingers that this year we'll have a kinder and gentler thaw ...