White Horse Beach, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts, USA

White Horse Beach, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts, USA
White Horse Beach, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts, USA

Saturday, January 21, 2017

A Trip Down Memory Lane - January 2016, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts, USA



I took a trip down memory lane and reviewed all the many images I posted on this blog in 2016. Here are a few of them from the month of January 2016 that I especially like. I like them either as a beautiful and/or creative image or because they are evocative of some special place or experience in my life. It's the modern internet version of going through my own scrapbook/photo album for last year.

I intend to publish a separate post for each of the twelve months of the year.

The image above is a timeless scene of a narrow lane through a pine forest along Old Sandwich Road, Pine Hills, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



Yesterday and today - Washington Street, Boston, Massachusetts. The Old South Meeting House at center above served as the organizing spot in December 1773 as the colonists prepared for the Boston Tea Party.  It still stands proudly as the city has grown up around what was then, the largest building in Boston.



A rock and roller making music at Copley Plaza, Boston, Massachusetts.



Rocks and rollers at Manomet Beach, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



Both a memory of past and an anticipation of future spring, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



A red umbrella and a fresh snowfall, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



First light after a storm, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



Priscilla Beach Theatre with a surreal glow, Priscilla Beach, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



A cold sunroom, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



The builders, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts. These men with their brains, hands, tools, and wood crafted this beautiful house. We take it for granted - building a house - but it is really an amazing accomplishment to turn pieces of trees into this. I enjoyed spending much of the winter watching their progress outdoors in the unrelenting cold on this oceanside bluff jobsite.



Building a dream, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



A storm ends and the clouds break, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



The morning after a storm, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



Snow, rain, and a wet floor - the beauty and simplicity of wood, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



Jumping for joy, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



Lines and angles, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts.



A chain along the quay wall at Fan Pier, Boston, Massachusetts.


Friday, January 20, 2017

Random Sights, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts, USA




A penguin meets the pedestrian crossing human.



A different day with different lighting on the magical rings of galactic space - also known as the frozen surface of Rabbit Pond.



The sailing vessel Tinkerbell enjoys the beautiful winter day, too, but longs for a pleasant broad reach across the bay on a summer's day.



The orange jogger provides a bit of color on this gray winter day.


Thursday, January 19, 2017

Winter, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts, USA



I took a walk by Rabbit Pond. It was cold. Perhaps you can see it and feel it in the sharp stillness. Browns and grays and ice and cold - winter. But the days are getting longer......spring will be here soon.



I saw this amazing ice pattern and made up the following story to explain it. Someone flying overhead on human wings must have dropped a magic amulet from high in the sky at exactly the moment the pond froze, suspending the outward ripples in ice. Magical.



More browns and grays.



Even the gray and faded houses, shuttered for the season, echo the winter theme.



But there are flashes of color here and there - like the sky at Manomet Point where the iconic Lobster Pound waits to reopen in the spring.



Another splash of color in an otherwise brown and gray world.



And a rare bit of green - the dreaded cat briar plant continues to grow and weave its way through everything getting ready to hurt anyone who comes near. I bleed every year.


Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Cloudy Day, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts, USA



It is winter - today, cloudy and calm, the light is flat and dull, an excellent time for walking and reflection.



And then afterwards, heading back inland towards home, the clouds thin, the light brightens, and the hope of spring is in the air again. Spring never disappoints.



Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Tortorelli Concert Band, Boston, Massachusetts, USA



I often don't know what I might wander by when out and about but in this case, it was impossible for me to walk by the Tortorelli Concert Band truck without stopping to listen. The pipes, and cymbals, and drums, all pounding away with that unique days-gone-by sound.  The fully pneumatic system plays Wurlitzer music rolls.



It was parked at Copley Plaza as part of Boston's New Year's celebration.



And here's how it works: paper rolls with strategically placed holes. Here's a link to a You Tube video if you'd like a short sample of the timeless sounds:  https://youtu.be/7mey3maKgKY. It will instantly transport you to another time and world when life was simpler. A sound of youth and dreams.


Monday, January 16, 2017

Gone for the Winter, Plymouth Harbor, Plymouth, Massachusetts, USA



Much of Plymouth Harbor is quiet and empty for the winter months.



The sounds of boaters have been replaced by the raucous cries of gulls as they take over this section of vacated boat slips and hang out in the warm sunshine. Where did all those boats go anyway?


Sunday, January 15, 2017

Fried Dough, Boston Common, Boston, Massachusetts, USA



On a cold winter day on the Boston Common, the Fried Dough vendor is hoping for customers.

What is it about me and fried dough? Those of you regular readers will note that I am obsessively attracted to it and simultaneously repelled by it and comment on it periodically in this blog.



The adults may walk by unimpressed but, the children magnet turns out to be an irresistible force as they talk mom into a stop.

(And yes, it was really good when I tasted it - fat, salt, sugar, oil - music for the taste buds - just not so good for the cardiovascular system).


Saturday, January 14, 2017

After the Storm, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts, USA



All that recent snow had to go somewhere. In this case, it is a temporary mountain in a parking lot.



Initially, it was a dry and fluffy snow that easily fell from the tree limbs in a slight breeze.



As the sun came out and warmed the outside of houses, the eaves gave foundation to hundreds of icicles.



Snow removal crews are always quick to return the roads to usability.



As quickly as the snow and ice arrived, it will soon be gone with the warming trend now enveloping us. Drip, drip, drip........


Friday, January 13, 2017

Frog Pond, Boston Common, Boston, Massachusetts, USA



The Frog Pond on the Boston Common becomes an ice skating rink in the winter. Mostly, folks just slowly circle, chatting, arms flailing, falling, laughing - enjoying the sensation of sliding over the icy surface, the sound of steel blade on cold ice distinctive in all the world.



And sometimes, there will be someone who marches to the beat of a different drummer - who slides and pirouettes and gesticulates, oblivious to the crowd around watching him/her. A legend in his own mind. A champion figure skater. I would bet he is the kind of person who dances as if no one is watching. I like that.

Note: Yes, I purposefully over-saturated the ice in post-processing so it would be painfully white.


Thursday, January 12, 2017

Cold, Windy, Sunny Beach Walk, Manomet, Plymouth, Massachusetts, USA



I don't always go out and walk my 10,000 steps when it is bitter cold but, on this day, I went anyway.



I was the only one - no other footprints - no other paw prints.



Just me and the silver reflections of the sun on a moon-like landscape.



It is fascinating to find a section of sand that makes these patterns in the outgoing low tide. It looks like miniature Grand Canyons. Such amazing beauty in this world!