The wind really kicked up a little later, leading to a 30-hour power outage.
Tag: Maine
From the bow seat
Finally warm enough to take my cap off
and we’re getting some wind
yes, it’s all atmosphere
haze-infused grays with tinges of green forests
and bluish mountains
pulley block rasping behind me
the advantages of a cloudy day
without sunscreen
for a bald guy
sitting motionless
apart from a slight roll
in a nearly dead wind
how calming
am still surprised the tiny yawl can push this big boat
a porpoise here, a porpoise there
a bald eagle flies past
the chains to even the tension
on the bowsprit with jibs
Springing stream
As the ground thaws and snowpack melts plus spring rains. Pembroke, Maine.
Fine carpentry, too
Jesus was a carpenter, after all, surrounded by fishermen and their boats. Maybe he built a few to float, too.
the curve of the deck – sheer
ours noticeably higher at the bow
than even the stern
while the crown with its sides
for water runoff
a dutchman
a piece of wood
cut in
to replace a rotten section
ditto in our home
Defiant tree
The weather’s looking lowery.
The Angelique, too
if not a schooner
a ketch
Technically, a ketch rather than a schooner.
the Angelique a beautiful ketch
at anchor nearby
rust-colored sails
quite distinctive
yes, ketch that
everyone else went ashore in the yawl
to the boat school etc.
Brooklin
just me and the crew left aboard
someone in a white sweatshirt
jumping rope on the dock
the sound of the slapping rope
across the water
caught my attention
finally wearing my new hoodie
with its kangaroo pocket
learned that phrase yesterday
Joe bought the E.B. White democracy book while ashore
after hearing us discuss the author
(the son became a famed boat builder)
boat school temp tattoos stamped
on other passengers, crew
we’re leaving the Angelique at anchor
Roadside memorial still a mystery
I’d love to know the story. Every time we travel to or from Bangor or beyond, we pass this well-maintained memorial along Maine Route 9, “the Airline Highway,” in Township 24. It’s just east of the Wilderness Lodge. I finally stopped to investigate but found no names or dates. Do any of you Mainers know more?
So far, I’ve found nothing solid.
One person said something about a hit-and-run that’s never been solved.
As former radio newscaster Tom McLaughlin said, “There are plenty of places around here where something happened and there’s no memorial at all.”
He added, “Jnana, there have been so many crashes and fatals on Route 9 in the time I was covering news (1992-2016). That may have been from a crash in July 2002 that killed a guy from Perry and injured his brother who may have succumbed later. Also in that general area, a dad, mom and older son from Calais died in a head-on crash on a snowy night 20 or so years ago. Guess I haven’t given you anything definitive, here. Not sure who I can ask. All the troopers I knew back then are long retired.”
The state’s fatal crashes web site turned up nothing.
So that’s where it stands for now.
More new snow
Around here, this can happen well into spring.
Found in our walls
Old wallpaper is part of an old house history. Some of it’s showing up inside old closets, not that we have many of those.
Islesboro Light and island
Long, thin wedge in the bay
Hollywood stars summer palaces
Somebody’s mansion and grounds all alight
Phosphorescent water
stirred up into tiny fireflies,
sparks
plankton summer
a summer home
on an island in Maine
is here
and there, too
Jnana's Red Barn 