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 seventh 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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March 3, 2020

WANDERABOUTING DOWNEAST

... john had an early evening planetarium show in brooklyn, and he asked me to make the rest of the day a downeast wanderabouting ... here's the pumpkin island light, taken from eggemoggin's rocky shoreline ...
    

... i really like the simplicity of this house ...
   

... in winter a low-tide rock crown ...
   
   
... this smooth glacial boulder, hatching out ...
   

      
... in some places the temporary ice was paper-thin, evidence of the [relatively] mild winter we've had so far ...
   
      
... evidence of the cataclysmic tectonic forces that shaped our landscape   ...
   
      
... fancy tutus for a minion ballet recital ...
   

... john, with his favorite super-duper lens perhaps spying a distant whale  ... me, i dropped my sorta-super almost-duper lens ... luckily, it landed on the built-in aluminum lens shade, and the resulting deformation absorbed all the energy so that lens itself and camera remained undamaged ... [sigh] ... another project to complete ...
   

... i'm thinking this little sand spit will be a good place to enjoy a long summer afternoon ... it's far enough from the "touristy" maine that i doubt i'll have a problem finding a spot ...
   
      
... the famous "million dollar bridge"...
   
 
... ice abstract ...
   
      
... sun descending in the east, time to go set up john's "bubble," a air-inflated portable planetarium ...
   
 
 ... my brother's up and walking after open-heart surgery, although exposed i didn't contract the type-b flu, i found the $70 i'd lost neatly washed in my trouser's change pocket ...

... cool ...