I really do love the deep blue of the North Atlantic on a morning like this.
Tag: Maine
With a touch of gold in the late afternoon
Coastal Maine is rife with islands. After all, I do live on one. Here’s another, viewed from a cruise aboard the historic schooner Louis R. French in Penobscot Bay.
For more schooner sailing experiences, take a look at my Under Sail photo album at Thistle Finch editions.
As for some fresh historical perspective
Eastport has an active energy committee, which is good considering how many times we get hit with electrical outages. We live at the edge of the grid, after all, as well as on an island subject to some wild weather.
So while lunching at their Earth Day set of presentations, the man opposite me was asking about our house renovations. This is a small-town, after all, and everybody knows everything – or will.
As I explained the history of our place and some of its makeshift, even shocking, carpentry over the centuries, he interrupted me with an account of a father and son working on a project.
I thought he was talking about John Shackford senior and junior building our place.
As the two were working on the rafters, the son questioned his dad, “That’s six inches off, let me fix it.”
Naw, came the reply: “Just nail it!”
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Sadly, I’m having to admit my realization of how often in my life that’s been the case.
And also, in our home project, how grateful I am that our contractor Adam would never settle for such sloppiness.
We fully intend for this house to last another 239 years.
It pays to look down, too
Deep moss beside a trail included this patch. Somehow, I find it rather striking.
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Pocket beach at low tide
It’s kind of a secret spot, actually, just north of Eastport’s downtown. The people who live overhead can’t even see it.
On a downtown Belfast street
A shaved-head man
in a very dark navy-blue suit
resembled an undertaker
as he carried a deposit bag
to the bank.
Turned out to be an attorney.
Fallen eagle
Chanced upon in a culvert in Edmunds Township. Those feathers, by the way, are both protected by federal law and valued in Native American culture.
Doctor T at sea
The world of wooden sailing vessels has many devotees, and they have a trove of stories linking captains, ships, first mates, cooks, builders, designers, and much more.
Dr. T, as Garth Wells dubs him, is a passionate Penobscot Bay habitue each year from San Francisco. He has a sharp eye for the waters, too, as well as some strong opinions.
Sailing with him aboard the historic schooner Louis R. French has been a delight.
For more schooner sailing experiences, take a look at my Under Sail photo album at Thistle Finch editions.
Deer Island Lighthouse
Across the Western Passage of Passamaquoddy Bay from Eastport, Maine, this small beacon flashes red at night. It’s also a warning of proximity to the Old Sow, the biggest whirlpool in the Western Hemisphere, and mostly on the Canadian side of the channel, as you can see here in one of its calmer phases.
To explore related free photo albums, visit my Thistle Finch blog.
Camden Hills in layers
They’re a landmark for much of Penobscot Bay. Sometimes, though, they appear more distinctly than they do as one broad outline.
For more schooner sailing experiences, take a look at my Under Sail photo album at Thistle Finch editions.
Jnana's Red Barn 