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Taking a break…

Why do I stress so much over packing for a trip?  Always, no matter where I’m going.  And I take too much.  Always, no matter where I’m going.  But this time I am heading north to pick up my new trailer, and I suddenly realized that it will be 100% empty when I arrive to take it.  So I started packing up all my extra spatulas, silverware, paper products, basic stuff that I have duplicates of anyhow.  Seemed like a no brainer.  A win-win.  Oh wait, towels, packed some of those. And laundry supplies since I have extra.  Cleaning supplies too, again, there is so much of that stuff in this place that I probably will never have to buy it again. Then I put the seats up in the Pacifica and found out that there is an incredible amount of storage space in that car.  Lots more than it seemed with the stow away seats stowed away.  I hadn’t had the seats up since I bought it, and all the bins that I had in the back were sliding around back there, and now they have now disappeared into the space behind the third row seat.   They won’t be sliding now, and they stack, two side-by-side, and three high.  Now I have empty bins and it’s tempting to fill them up, because I can.

This sort of thing makes me nuts, and I was stewing about it at 2:30 AM, which left me plenty of time to go out for the sunrise at Bayport this morning, just to give my brain a rest.  But it seemed that everyone had that same idea.  There was a traffic jam at the docks, a line up of cars with their boats behind them, all waiting to get on the water.  And multiple fishermen on the pier where I usually have full reign to compose shots.  I figured it out eventually.  It’s Saturday!  I’ll bet I worked just about every Saturday for 7 years.  That explains it.  The sunrise wasn’t much, but this heron decided it was time for a close up.  Now I’m back to packing, those empty bins are calling me…05-04-19bayportsunrise405-04-19bayportsunrise105-04-19bayportsunrise205-04-19bayportsunrise305-04-19greatblue1

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It comes naturally…

I’m talking about the color in these photos.  The temps in the 50s, be still my heart, and the beautiful blue skies were what got me out for photos yesterday.  I didn’t realize that the water would be even more blue, and that it would look almost unnatural, it was that intense.  When I left the house I had a plan, but first I asked Siri to direct me to the nearest gas station before my day took a wrong turn altogether.  I was annoyed that she had me backtracking, I’m pretty sure that the gas station I intended to go to was only a smidge further than where she took me.  And the gas would have been a lot cheaper where I had intended to go, but I digress.  Her route took me to 6A, and I passed a sign directing me left for the Sandwich Marina, and there went my plan for the day.  Photography is fun in a group, but really, for me it’s  mostly a solitary pursuit, and that makes me happy when I fail to stick to a plan.  No messing up someone else’s plan.  For the most part I kind of like the no witnesses thing…02-04-19boats02-04-19coastguard02-04-19noboats02-04-19sagamore02-04-19sagamorecloseIt took a while for me to realize that there weren’t going to be a lot of boats around in the winter, so boats bobbing in the harbor wasn’t going to happen.  But there were a few at the Sandwich Marina.  And a Coast Guard boat sounded a horn before zooming out into the canal to do something important I’m sure.  But I just couldn’t get over the intensity of the blue color of the water.  And just one day later everything was a gray as it could be with the clouds and the fog.  I should be happy, it’s always new and different photo ops to get you out there day after day.

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Peaceful places…

I’m not sure why but my GPS took me on a route I’d never been on when I left Cape Cod last Wednesday.  I was happy it did because I noticed a pretty little harbor and stopped for photos.  The boats were all at anchor, it struck me as a sleepy little place.  Only later did I notice that I was in the town of Weymouth, MA.  Weymouth, where a policeman was killed recently during a routine traffic stop, along with an innocent woman killed in her home in the same incident.  Sleepy and peaceful for days, and weeks, and years, but not immune to the craziness that we see on the news all the time.  Even in the aftermath it’s hard to imagine that such horrific things can and do happen in such lovely places.

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Hyannis Harbor…

One night at a photography class I chatted with the student next me and I asked him what his main interest in photography subjects was.  I expected him to say birds.  And it seems like a lot of the members are into portrait photography also.  But what he said came as a surprise, he said he likes to photograph rust.  Well, he would have been in luck today at the Hyannis Harbor.  I knew that the ferry boats came in and out there, but even so I didn’t expect it to be as much of a working harbor as it appears to be.  Fishing boats and ferries in abundance, sometimes all at once.  And lots of rust.  If you look across the water you see the Hyannis Marina, where I imagine you would find lots of fancy yachts, and not a bit of rust…6-27tomslaughter6-27tomslaughter26-27netting6-27MissKara6-27rainbow6-27masts6-27pirates6-27seagullprize

This seagull seemed to have snagged himself a prize from the ship where they were cleaning fish.  But he just couldn’t seem to carry it off.  I think I see the problem…

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Fishermen…

I was supposed to be driving my great-nephew to Dowser’s Beach so that he could spend the day fishing, but it turned into a very nice photo op for me.  With the somber skies I knew I’d better take advantage so made sure to bring my camera with me.  The sky was quite dramatic, and the ospreys were very busy.  And the car windows will be down for the rest of the day since that fisherman and his gear left a certain aroma behind.  Nice visit with a kid I hardly get to see though, so it’s okay…6-25boat26-25pier6-25rocks6-25rowboats6-25sailboat6-25sailboat26-25shrub