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The Marginal Way is a 1.5 mile path along the spectacular Ogunquit shoreline, and this is the view as you approach the north end. I’m not sure that late summer day could have been any more beautiful.
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African lilies and asters in a bed of ferns and pachysandra.
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Taken circa 1990 on 35mm film with one of my favorite zoom lens, and the only one I could afford at the time, a Sigma 18-200mm. It finally bit the dust at the start of a wedding shoot, resulting in photos (all b+w) with some strange focus issues that the bride and groom nonetheless admired, “art shots” in the vernacular. One I loved was a portrait of the laughing bride in the middle of a row of kids, all equidistant from the camera, with some out of focus. Hopefully the images have retained their magic over the years.
Our friend Peter S had “First Leaf” in a prominent location in his home for the longest time, especially rewarding for me given his abilities and reputation in the field of interior design.
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Looking west from the summit, toward Vermont. Not that many people were on the mountain on a Thursday in late August, and most were in their twenties. My old high school friend and classmate Tom B and I took our sweet time going up and down (a prerogative, perhaps, of age/semi-retirement), and had some nice conversations with folks of all ages along the way. He remarked that climbing the mountain seemed to “bring out all our better angels”, which has always been my experience.
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Here’s a view of the falls mentioned in the previous post, along with a finally balanced cairn. Rumor has it there used to be a brick factory upstream (probably just old factories made of brick), and every year a new batch of tumbled brick arrives. The supply seems endless.
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The water level was quite high for our annual Arches trek this year, and with the strong current, I didn’t even try swimming up to the falls, just off camera on the lower right. Unfortunately, that meant missing out on a wonderful last-all-year waterfall massage, one of the gifts of the place. But another – the sound of the waterfall itself – would settle deep into recesses of body and soul over a few hours time. The water itself was refreshing but sooo cold this late in August.
JJ meanwhile fell in love with my $20 “estate sale” guitar, and between us, we covered twenty or so songs, and made up a few originals along the way. Not a bad start for our “One World, One Guitar” tour, coming, perhaps, to a town near you.
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Taken on 120mm film way back when.
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