You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
Wooden sailing vessels traditionally had only one fire onboard, the cook’s stove. I can’t imagine how cold sailors, much less passengers, were through most of the year.
Windjammers hew to that tradition.
a wooden sailing vessel
with a wood-fired cook stove
and kerosine lanterns
two iceboxes
Smoke from the cookstove goes
into a T-shaped chimney vent
don’t get too close
“Smokestack,” not “chimney”
maybe “noble Charlie”
cruise ship off Rockport
glare against haze of blue
Camden Hills a thousand-plus feet
other schooners out of Rockland
Eagle Island light
Mark Island light
Saddleback Ledge light
too far off to photograph
American Eagle
full sail
after a nap
Or so I’m guessing. The woods are full of surprises.
Sunrise County is laced with big lakes. In fact, 21 percent of it 3,258 square miles is water, including streams of all sizes, bogs and flowages, and ponds.
The largest lake, Meddybemps, covers more than 27 square miles within four towns, reaches a maximum depth of 58 feet, is dotted with islands, and is famed for its smallmouth bass fishing.
Light on winter ice provides a unique clarity in perceiving the lake’s profile, seen in part here from State Route 214.
We recently had to flee our house for 24 hours after spray-foam insultation was applied to our second-floor renovations. That meant heading to an Airbnb in town.
This attractive wooden plaque above the stove caught my attention. Good use of a serif typeface in green ink.
And then it struck me: this was from the end of a blueberry-picking crate. I’m sure it’s been rendered obsolete.
perfect weather, sunny, 60s
a knot = 1.1 mph
a little more up
meaning into the wind
luffing, meaning chuffing in the sheets
no sea legs yet
wobbly
even on calm seas
bit queasy
edge of mal de mer?
slow lull
slow sun
will I feel a late-season burn?
“all on the bowline, we sing that melody
like all good sailors do when they’re faraway at sea”
a song our Dylan doesn’t know
in his impressive repertoire
a generational gap
116th Street Blues, starts out with Captain Ahab
then more nautical lines
find your own style
it’s an active experience
just relax
Honoring the Philadelphia family of Curtis Publishing
(Saturday Evening Post legacy)
this lighthouse at Camden
the bay is sheltered from the motions
of the open ocean
there are subtle rolls and pitches
whoa! There just was a wave
Fresh, wet snow on evergreens
Getting acquainted at our dock in Camden
Safety talk
And everybody gets to pitch in
14 passengers, short of 21 max
(few of the double beds have two booked this trip)
crew of four plus cook
and we scoot off
Edmunds Township
Jnana's Red Barn 