Epes Davis Shipyard.

The shipyard is on the Annisquam side, to the right of the bridge.
 

Good Egg Alicia fundraising at the Cape Ann Brewery for the Dog Park. Stop by and help out by having somthing to eat and drink!! Thanks to Cape Ann Brewery.

 You’re invited to visit my new blog entitled “Matched Pairs.” Despite the name, it’s not a dating service, but when completed will be home to my regular Sunday GMG photo + poem posts. Take a look at the work in progress and let me know what you think.

Thanks.

Marty

You went away and left me long time ago

And now you’re knocking on my window

I hear you knocking

But you can’t come in

I hear you knocking

Go back where you’ve been

E.J. Lefavour

www.khanstudiointernational.com

Got Stuff? Need Stuff? Recyle in Style: Rockport Rotary Mega Yard Sale this Saturday May 26

Got Stuff? Need Stuff? Rockport Rotary Club is hosting a huge yard sale where you can sell or buy – and have some family fun!  YMCA youth will be doing face painting and you can grab a coffee, donut, or hot dog to start your day.  Wow – there are even restrooms! It all goes down at the Rockport School Grounds (24 Jerdens Lane, Rockport) this Saturday May 26 from 8 am to 1 pm (Rain date Sunday May 27, 1 to 5 pm).  Admission is free, and so is parking. Recyle in style, and if you wanna renta space to get rid of your good junque, contact the Club and for just $50 donated clams you get a nice big spot, and they help you market your stuff with lotsa customers and area advertising (you keep all the dough from your sales). Contact Kecia German, ksgerman@verizon.net, 978-283-2924 or, Bill Elwell, 978-423-4855 for details, or seewww.rockportrotary.org

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Manchester Beach Club Looking At Its History

Does anyone remember when there were horse shows–yes, horse shows—on Crescent Beach (aka Gray Beach and Magnolia Beach) and the private gallery from which to watch them? Or perhaps the grand hotels prominently situated with spectacular ocean views? Are there any recollections of ladies in knee-length bloomers and swim dresses basking on the sparkling sands of Kettle Cove? Were the fifty cases of “real old Scotch,” jettisoned into Harbor in 1922 just as authorities were about to nab the Prohibition-busting smugglers, ever found?

This is only part of the history of the Magnolia/Manchester seaside, when the beach and its beach club were sought-after summer destinations for the movers and shakers of the early Twentieth Century’s “Golden Era.” From Boston and St. Louis, Philadelphia and Kansas City, politicians, captains of industry and society swells flocked to the sunny sands of “little Newport” to see and be seen.

In 1913, the North Shore Swimming Pool made its debut, with a salt-water swimming pool and a membership roster of the “who’s-who” in families of that era. With changes through the years, it is now known as the Manchester Bath & Tennis Club and will celebrate its 100^th anniversary in 2013, and asks for your help in compiling memories from days long gone and not so long ago.

If you are a present or former member of the B&T, attended events there, or have friends or relatives who did, the Centennial Historical Committee of the Manchester Bath & Tennis Club would appreciate your photos, menus, dance cards and other memorabilia to compile a memory book recounting the past 100 years. All submissions will be catalogued and returned to the owners when the project is finished. Please share your memories and memorabilia with the MB&T Centennial Historical Committee by contacting MBT100th@gmail.com orwww.facebook.com/groups/mbt100th.  Your contributions will be greatly appreciated.

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All I’m gonna say is to call and get your ressies now because in two weeks you won’t get in once word gets out! Tell em Joey from GMG sent ya!

 

Colors are the smiles of nature.
Leigh Hunt

Here are some more photos from yesterday’s first Mug Up of the season, which was so well attended and fun.  The gallery has now been freshly filled with the great energy and spirit of GMG friends and peeps and christened for the new season.  As always, there was an amazing spread of food brought by friends, that arrived all at once so I could not identify who brought what in many cases to be able to thank people.  I didn’t get to try Maime’s Kitchen’s coffee rolls, which disappeared fast.  I did eat a salad of Kathy Chapman’s homegrown buttercrunch salad after Mug Up, and it was wonderful, as I’m sure Joey and Donna can attest.  I tried some of Greg Bover’s great GMG ginger cake which was delicious.  Barry Marshall brought some lovely big muffins that he said he had slaved all morning baking, but I think actually came from Last Stop.  Sister Felicia baked an amazing tower of frosted Italian cookies (there are still a few left if anyone comes by today).  There were some wonderful scones and other Italian cookies brought by someone, and Anthony and Joanne Marks brought cannolis (after reading my comment on Joey’s eating in Italy photo post about the gigantic cannoli https://goodmorninggloucester.wordpress.com/2012/05/16/eating-in-italy-the-slide-show/), and of course I had to break diet and devour one.  Kim Smith brought a beautiful arrangement of flowers from her garden.  Sorry to anyone and anything I have missed or forgotten to mention; it got really chaotic and I couldn’t keep track. 

Special thanks and kudos to Ed Collard who always arrives early to help me set up for Mug Ups, and is the official taster of the deviled eggs and other contributions to make sure they are all good enough for our GMG friends and family.  You’re the best, Ed.

We’re looking forward to a really amazing and fun season here at Khan Studio and the Good Morning Gloucester Gallery, and hope to see all of you at one Mug Up or another this year (that includes you Jenn Cullen).

E.J. Lefavour

www.khanstudiointernational.com

Too Big

 

It’s just too big. It’s too big to write about in one fell swoop.

You can’t tell of its color or its size or its sounds in one sitting and

you can’t, in one session, describe its moods, whether melancholy

or violent, or how the light is reflected or the way the wind plays with the waves,

or its tides and its currents or its odors, both fragrant and foul.

 

The division of land from sea is a concept that requires patience

to develop and time to carefully draft and paint, frame and mount.

The granite overlooks and beaches alone can fill volumes and still

fall short of a full image of just our small piece of the shoreline.

And our status, as harvesters, walkers, boaters, swimmers and

observers could overflow photo books and decorate many walls.

 

All this and yet no mention of the fish and the lobsters and crabs

and the clams and the oysters and whales and other sea mammals

and insects and vegetation; the jelly-fish and squid and the

plankton and starfish, the sea-slugs and snails; the worms and

those eerie heat loving species that are only now

being discovered in thermal vents at it deepest parts.

 

This whole other world is both a part of and apart from us.

We feel it and hear it and see it and smell it and taste it

and are mesmerized and enraptured by it, but it’s too big

to capture and too big to paint and too big to describe in

words on one sunny July afternoon.

 

So let us understand what we can, view what we will and

allow its mystery and majesty help teach us how we see

ourselves on this earth and in the universe.

“But, if a man would be alone,” Emerson said, “let him look at the stars.”

To this we should add, let him also look at the sea.

 

Marty Luster