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This view, to the southeast, was simply a ninety degree turn from the northeastly direction on the previous image. That’s the mouth of the CT River (behind the trees), where it dumps into the LI Sound. The contrail in this shot is an extension of the one in the previous image.

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Blue Tug, Old Saybrook, CT

January 10, 2018

Brings to mind that old Michael Hurley tune, Blue Navigator. And while you’re at it, check out Wildegeeses, which is perhaps the better soundtrack for this photo. The man was making “Americana” music long before it became known as such. Truly an American original, both a wonderful musician and visual artist (those are his paintings on his album covers); all in all, a real treasure.

Long ago, I shared a stage with him, at Tuner’s Bar in St. Albans VT. He had asked, very politely, if he could go up on one of our breaks. He proceeded to wrap a sheet around his body and a towel around his head, and went off into ten minutes of something or other – I got to wondering if we would ever get the stage back. I happened to be standing next to a woman at the bar who turned out to be his girlfriend; she had some tomatoes and said “You know, I was supposed to throw these at him, but I don’t think I can do it.”

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And he/she did. This scene reminds me of that old poem: Woodman, Spare That Tree! by George Pope Morris (1802-1864), which was made into a popular song in 1837, with music by Henry Russell (1812-1900). Here’s a version from the Rocky and Bullwinkle Show, for all us kids.

That’s the entrance to North Cove at the top of the photograph, with the CT River flowing under the Baldwin Bridge and I-95 beyond the dock.

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Offseason, Westbrook, CT

January 14, 2017

The joint is jumping in the summer, but come the offseason, not so much.

Today I was talking about FL with a Tai Chi classmate (local Y, great class) who was telling stories of Key West: ” You have to bring another liver…”

It’s that time up here in New England when we start dreaming (and talking) about white sandy beaches and warm breezes (even though it was in the mid-50s a couple of days ago).

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view-from-wantastiquet-9406 Ah, Brattleboro! Got a soft spot in my heart for you, I do, after all these years.

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The Confluence, Newfane, VT

November 25, 2016

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Another view of the two rivers coming together, taken from Route 30. If ever there was a place to really feel the qi in the universe (ok, let’s stick to New England), this would be it.

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This place was a touch of heaven yesterday, a Monday in mid-November, with the temperature a balmy 65 degrees and nary a cloud in the sky. It’s where the Rock River joins the West River, to flow eventually into the CT River in Brattleboro. The area shown here draws a huge crowd of visitors in the summer, and has finally received official designation via a road sign on Route 30: “Recreational Area”.

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