The next morning, we headed down to Pemaquid Point, a place I went many times as a child.
Barnacles alive in a tidal pool.
Cool snails or periwinkles. The pair on the top right appear to be mating. Notice the little tiny species of snail, too. There is also a tiny little arthropod to the left of the mating pair. These little things were zipping around left and right in the tidal pools.
Swaths of barnacles living on the sides of the rocks, but not on the top surfaces of each rock area.
Also, majestic, crashing surf.
Wife.
The Blaisdells, long, long ancestors of my brother in law's, some of whom, after getting wrecked at Pemaquid, went to live for a while in the town where he and my sister now live, before dispersing.
No one has ever, ever taken a black and white photo of a curving staircase before. This is a completely original composition.
Fresnel lens in the lighthouse, pronounced "Frennel".
The little white tower used to house a hanging weight system which provided for automated, periodic ringing of the bell at certain times of the day.
New Harbor. All working vessels, not touristy at all.
Another monument to the ship the Blaisdells were on.
IMG_0002.jpg...I rolled over the odometer on my camera! I have taken more than 10,000 photos in less than two years.
"May Edna"
The opening bud, the blooming flower,
Called here by early doom,
Just came to show how sweet a flower,
In paradise would bloom.
The view adjacent to the cemetary.
Pemaquid beach. Soft sand, no crowds! (in October)
