Month: September 2012

Thanks Richard for letting me shoot from your yard.  While I got some of the sails, I had more fun shooting the people watching the parade, including Ed on the CERT boat catching his great shots, some Rocky Neck artists and a couple of homies.

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It’s been a crazy summer down the dock. Most days we are on our feet for 95% of the time from 4:45AM to 6PM. Whenever I can get off my feet I grab this old chair I found that someone tossed out at the Good Harbor Footbridge and plunk down for 5 minutes or so.

These old school beach chairs are super light and sturdy unlike many of the newer styles they make today. I’m a fan. Thank you to whoever tossed this one. It has "somewhat" saved my legs this summer.

A Nice Vacation

 

It was really a very nice vacation;

a road trip to Lion’s Head Ontario

on Lake Huron to visit family

and explore an area I hadn’t seen before.

 

I crewed on a sail around the peninsula,

watched the grandkids play on the rocky shore,

saw some limestone caves and perfected the art

of entering and leaving a hammock .

 

But where was the Annisquam Light and Coffins

and Wingaersheek and Good Harbor and

where was the aroma of the ocean, the rhythm

of the tides and the feel of salt on the skin?

 

Where was Fiesta, and the Schooner Festival,

block parties at night and dory races and whale watches;

or the Dog Bar Breakwater, Bass Rocks and

the light that adds such magic to our every day?

 

Coming home, we spent some time in the Adirondacks,

a place where, for years, I hiked and climbed and camped.

The peace of the inland lakes, the grandeur of the High Peaks

and the majesty of its old growth forests are dear to me.

 

But where was Dogtown with its mythic allure

and Ravenswood, high above the harbor

and the granite walls of flooded quarries

and  the wind rustling the marsh grass in Jones Creek?

 

Most of the people I met along the way

were courteous and kind and friendly and helpful;

but where were the toughened fishermen, the storytellers,

artists, poets, merchants and trades-people of Gloucester?

 

It was a very nice vacation, full of discovery

and relaxation, but where was my home?

 

© Marty Luster 2012

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