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Flowers and bugs…

You know I can never resist a flower picture with a bug in it. Especially bugs that look like a little kid’s toy they’d pull behind them as they learned to walk.   I wonder if they have toys like that anymore?  No batteries, just kid power.  Those photos make flower pictures without a bug just look boring in comparison.  These photos are also from the Coastal Maine Botanical Garden.  Such a lovely place to visit, and just a short drive from this campground.  I’m beginning to wonder if a week will be enough time to see everything I’d like to see while I’m here.  And there I was, contemplating heading back home just a couple of days ago.  I usually do  keep my promises, but I don’t always keep the promises I make to myself.  It’s about time I did…flowersandbugsbeeflowersandbugsbeehiveflowersandbugsbirdsflowersandbugsbutterfly2flowersandbugscalipidderflowersandbugsdragonflyflowersandbugsfakeeyesflowersandbugsgardenflowersandbugsgarden2flowersandbugshollyhockflowersandbugsmonarchflowersandbugspinkandorangeflowersandbugspurpleflowersandbugstunnelflowersandbugstwoofthem

I’m told that the green smiley-faced caterpillar has fake eyes on his back to make his enemies think there is a big, bad, bug looking at them.  I just think he’s cute!

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Boothbay Harbor…

After I arrived at this very nice campground, and got myself almost set up, I was starving and I couldn’t resist heading to Boothbay Harbor.  I had been here a couple of times before.  Once was supposed to be a day trip to Acadia National Park with my husband and kids.  We were a couple of hours into the trip from MA when I turned the  page in the atlas and discovered that we had MILES to go.  Oops.  So we stopped at Boothbay Harbor instead.  I guess this flying by the seat of my pants thing is nothing new.

This time it’s only a 10 minute drive from the campground, so I headed down and spotted a wharf where I could get a clam roll and sit on the wharf and take pictures.  I saw Bud Light/happy hour sign and asked the bartender if it was too late for happy hour.  He said it depended on whether I was happy or not.  I said I was.  Then he asked if I wanted a pitcher.  I told him I wasn’t that happy.  I ate my clams and drank my (one) beer, and exhaustion set in.  I thought I was going to wait to get some sunset pictures, but there was an hour to go and I just couldn’t manage it.  I always have been a cheap date.BBharborHDR1BBharborHDR2BBharborHDR3BBharborHDR4BBharborHDR5BBharborHDR6

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Cloudy days…

There is this thing that happens sometimes on a cloudy day.  When the day can’t decide if it’s going to give in to the clouds, or is the sun coming back out?  If you are out taking pictures you realize that the sky isn’t going to be beautiful, blue with puffy white clouds. That’s disappointing.  But sometimes you realize that the flowers are practically glowing, the color looks amazing.  It’s the light.  It looks that way to the naked eye also, it doesn’t take post processing for your pictures to reflect that color.  I had my own personal tour guide at the Coastal Maine Botanical Gardens yesterday.  She knew the names of all the flowers and has grown many of them in her personal garden.  The place was mind boggling, so many paths to follow, a feast for the eyes.  And when we needed to duck inside to avoid a shower there was a feast of another sort at the cafe.  Wonderful quiche and a salad with a new friend.  Even sitting there later, listening to the rain beat down on the camper, was a good thing.  I could sit there and go through the pictures and for once not be thinking I ought to get back out and take more.  Of course I will today, I just don’t know where I’ll be going quite yet.CMBG1CMBG2CMBG3CMBG4CMBG5CMBG6CMBG7CMBGcatpickets

Of course there are many, many, more, still working on them…

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Optimism

I told myself that I needed to do this, camping I mean, ‘while I am still able’.  I may have been a bit optimistic about how able I really am.  Yesterday kicked my butt.  All I left myself to do yesterday was hitch up the car and I’d be off.  Thought I had that down to a science.  Not quite.  I got it done but it took driving the car up onto boards to raise the hitch up to match the camper.  There was a hill involved.  Did it by myself, almost, though my friend flipped the lever to actually hitch it up.  Then a 3 1/2 hour drive, then set up.  But here I am, and I’ve been here before.  I lived near here one summer while my husband’s ship was being worked on at Bath, ME shipyards.  Do I remember being here?  Sorta.  My two memories are that I was filling the tub and my daughter, 15 months or so, tossed my favorite leather shoes in and basically ruined them.  And a failed photo op.  She was bending over trying to smell a flower, picture the position, the grassy lawn, the dandelion, the chubby cheeks.  I got A picture, but not the one I wanted.  Maybe I’ll get a second chance while I’m here, but with someone else’s adorable daughter…Shorehills1Shorehills2This morning’s challenges were to figure out what was up with the electricity so that I could make coffee and charge the computer.  Done, thank goodness!  It’s another day, gloomy, with a possible storm later so I’d better get moving…

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Gazing ball…

Her husband said we were two peas in a pod.  He said it was a shame we haven’t lived close enough to be part of each other’s day-to-day life all along.  And now we are both alone, and I’ve come to visit for a while, but I’ve been a little too comfy with my oldest, dearest friend.  And too well-then-care-of, what with the toasted tomato sandwiches with just-picked tomatoes.  It would be so much easier to stay here and enjoy the conversation over coffee, and the cribbage by candlelight out on the porch, with a glass of wine.

But change is in the air, it’s time to move on, for both of us.  I will move along tomorrow, heading for coastline and lighthouses. And that’s as far as my plan goes.  Her plan is still writing itself.  I looked into this gazing ball in her garden today, and wondered if it were a crystal ball would I want to know the future?  Would she? Or would we rather keep putting one foot in front of the other and trust that we are heading down just the right path for ourselves?   Okay, maybe just a little peek???

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Winding down…

My stay here is winding down, but the hummingbirds here at my friend’s house were really wound up this morning.  No one was at the feeder because they seemed to be dive bombing each other rather than feeding.  I had always thought there was just one pair of them out there, but there were a lot more of them out there today.  I upped my ISO to try to catch them in flight, and that worked pretty well.  The tripod would have worked better.

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I forgot that I’d upped the ISO and the sun had come out by the time we got to the Fells, so my photos weren’t great.  Operator error, as usual.  And they were preparing for a wedding and reception that was about to take place, and we felt as if we were intruding.  Seeing the bridesmaids in their dresses reminded me of an afternoon spent with my granddaughter when she was five or so.  We were at a hotel in Baltimore, and the room overlooked a courtyard where members of a wedding party were socializing with guests.  My granddaughter was very interested in all that was going on, and loved seeing all the pretty dresses.  I pointed out the matching dresses and told her that they were the bridesmaids.  She looked for a while and then asked about the men in tuxes, “Which one is the Prince?”  Which one indeed…

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