Dale Chihuly, born in the United States 70 years ago is being called the most famous glass artist since Louis Comfort Tiffany. He set out on a path to study interior design and architecture. Obtaining degrees in sculpture and ceramics he worked with glass masters in Murano, Venice. When Chihuly returned to the US he established a glass program at the Rhode Island School of Design in 1968 and co-founded a Glass School in 1971. Losing an eye in 1979 at age 38 he continued blowing glass but ceased later in life when due to a swimming accident lost strength in his shoulder and was no longer able to support a long tube used to blow glass. He still creates by designing but other glass blowers do the work he is unable to do.
Based in Seattle, Washington, Chihuly works with a team of glassblowers to create room-sized marvelous pieces.
I wandered into the exhibit by mistake, but was instantly drawn into overwhelmingly, breathtaking beautiful creations of glass. Every room caused me to gasp in awe as if I were watching a 4th of July fireworks display! Each room was painted a rich dark charcoal grey which served as the perfect background to make those colors "POP!"
I left the exhibit wanting "more" and my spirit and soul was temporarily healed from whatever ailed it from living...
Yes! viewing the pieces in this collection is "healing."
If you get the opportunity to see this exhibit in a city near you; please take time and see it! You won't regret the journey; and your heart and soul will thank you.
Here are a few links to learn more of this man's tremendous talent. I encourage you to explore.
Chihuly Book - $50 and $35 (hardcover, softcover) 160 pages, 125 color illustrations:
http://www.mfa.org/collections/publications/chihuly
A quick video showing how the exhibit was set up at the Museum:
http://www.mfa.org/collections/publications/chihuly
Access to a small variety of Chihuly videos
http://www.mfa.org/exhibitions/chihuly
Wikipedia link giving more information about this man and a listing of permanent exhibits across the US and around the world; too numerous to list here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dale_Chihuly
Everyone has a very interesting story to tell, and this newspaper article gives a much more insight into Mr Chihuly:
http://www.seattlepi.com/default/article/Chihuly-victimized-by-his-own-success-1201229.php#page-1
Here are some of the photos I took of the exhibit. It takes a professional photographer to truly capture these works, of which I am not; but I hope you can get an idea of the beauty I saw that day.
By the way; the small bowls shown at the end of the slideshow were for sale in the Museum Shop. They ranged in price from $6,000 to $9,000. I read in the newspaper article above that people have his chandeliers hanging in their homes. I can't even begin to imagine the price tag on one of those babies.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Ok...! This IS Winter, Blizzard of January 11, 2011
Well; Yes! Mother Nature did it to us again, and She did it with gusto! This storm travelled up the east coast from the deep southern portion of the United States. We knew we were going to get smacked hard. It was all you heard on the local news stations for days prior. Massachusetts was even declared in a 'State of Emergency' a day before the snow started. Schools were closed (and I hear schools will be closed a second day as well). Non-essential state employees were told to stay home. We were even told we might hear thunder while it snowed; and I heard it! I heard it twice within 3 hours. I have never experienced thunder while snowing and it was a weird, delightful occurrence. I thought it was a plane flying too close over the house. Winds were blowing hard and with great consistency. When I went to the front and back doors to take photos, I had to brace myself to obtain a movement-free shot and the wet snow was blowing in my face and onto my camera lens.
This shows snow falling highlighted as ribbony squiggles in the floodlights.
Here is a close-up of the snow falling. When you first look, it appears to be gossamer strings of silky fibers.
You can see the strength of the wind interacting with the snow and illuminated by the street light. This was taken at night at the beginning of the storm.
Icicles dripping from the street lamp.
You can see the snow still weighing down the evergreen bushes at the foot of the stairs, and clinging to the tree branches above.
It was a heavier, wetter snowfall than the last. (See the post below this one) Branches of trees and bushes were weighed down. In some areas outside of the city, electricity was lost. What saves a city like Boston is, the majority of their lines are underground. I stayed up until 6:15 AM because I enjoy keeping track of how things are going, and I will open doors and take photos if I see accumulation in significant amounts.
This snow accumulation will be with us for a week or so because temperatures will be in the high 20's and very low 30's during the day.
The people in the neighborhood were shoveling hard afterwards digging out their cars, sidewalks, driveways, steps and porches. I think people are changing because this is the first time I have seen neighbors helping neighbors. Young people were pitching in helping those older than themselves; and that was a first as well.
It reminded me of when I was little back in the 50's and people were more neighborly and looked out for one another. I hope that time is heading back. The planet needs it. We all need to begin showing little acts of kindness to others. There has been enough of being self-centered and ignoring those around us who are in need.
As to how much snow we got; I think it might have been about 15 inches; give or take a few depending upon where the snow was measured.
I even saw a Front-end Loader clearing snow from the intersection; something not usually seen around here. But I remember the Blizzard of 1978 in Boston, and nothing can compare to that. We got about 36 inches of snow. Transportation came to a total stand still. People could not get to work for at least 4 days. Those who worked for hospitals and were essential personnel had to be picked up by the National Guard in jeeps. My husband; not to be outdone, walked to work; and we're talking about a 15 minute drive when all is well and traffic is not a factor. Walking is 42 minutes on bare ground.
I am going to include some individual pictures below.
This shows snow falling highlighted as ribbony squiggles in the floodlights.
Here is a close-up of the snow falling. When you first look, it appears to be gossamer strings of silky fibers.
You can see the strength of the wind interacting with the snow and illuminated by the street light. This was taken at night at the beginning of the storm.
The following photographs were taken tonight, after all of the shoveling has been done. It is however, still lightly snowing, but nothing that is going to accumulate.
Icicles dripping from the street lamp.
You can see the snow still weighing down the evergreen bushes at the foot of the stairs, and clinging to the tree branches above.
All is well in the streets tonight. You can see the snow on the rooftops after this snowfall. In the slide show prior to this posting, the snow is nowhere to be seen on the roofs.
Now; I will present a slide show of photos taken from beginning to the end of the storm.
We all must keep in mind that for the past few years Mother Nature has been re-arranging Herself, and cleansing her body (the planet) of thousands and thousands of years of negative emotional energy deposited into her by the emotional thoughts and actions of every human who has spent time here. She has to do this in order to continue living. She is; after all, a living entity just as we are. Just as we need to cleanse our body of toxins in order to continue living, so must our Planet. So when you read, hear, or see reports of unusual chaotic weather conditions happening, understand that our Planet is clearing Herself of accumulated toxins.
Major and minor cities in various countries all will eventually have their "cleansing" times; whether it comes in the form of flooding, snows, hurricanes, tornadoes, or earthquakes. Look back in history to see what war like atrocities occurred in these areas. And if war was not a part of the history, how were people treated there? Were they slaves and denied a 'life?' Was there emotional or physical turmoil going on?
All of these conditions must be neutralized and transmuted. So hold on to your hats. Some form of cleansing is coming your way if it hasn't already; large or small, it's coming. In general, the heavier the emotional turmoil that took place on or under the surface, the heavier the cleaning of toxins. It might even need more than one cleansing in order not to completely destroy all life in these areas.
I need to add an addendum here. After posting this I read online that at the time this storm swept north, the National Weather Service reported snow on the ground in every state except Florida. Even Hawaii had 7 inches of snow on Mauna Kea Mountain.
To have the slide show automatically advance for you, click on the large triangle lying on its side in the middle of the slide show screen, then click on the smaller triangle lying on its' side in between the two arrows.
Saturday, January 01, 2011
The Boston Blizzard of December 2010
Weather has been crazy all over the country, and over the entire planet for that matter. We haven't had a 'normal' application of weather for a decade, but lately, it seems as if something or someone is standing above our planet using a giant spoon stirring the weather around as if we are in a cauldron. The last few years we have been 'wintering' in Boston to escape the harsh heavy snowfalls we usually get in Maine. I live at the top of a steep driveway and every time it snows, it has to be plowed and sanded. That can run into big money over a very short period of time, and there are few people available to plow my type of driveway these days.
I often get teased for 'wintering' in Boston. Most think I should go further south, but the rent is free in Boston, and any place else won't be; and since no one is rich we go where it is more convenient. Believe it or not, Boston does get less snow than my area of Maine because Boston is on the ocean, and my home in Maine is in the foothills and mountains. There is a big difference in temperature; hence more snow. Moisture in the air in my area during winter means freezing rain, sleet, or snow. Moisture in Boston means either rain, or snow. And if it is snow, it doesn't stay on the ground frozen until Spring, piling each snowfall upon the last one, until you have 4 or 5 feet of snowbank looking at you. I'll take 24 inches of snow for the winter any day over 5 plus feet.
Well; back to the crazy weather patterns our nation has been having lately. Massachusetts was threatened with two snow storms, but at the last minute, they veered away only to pull a surprise and give us about 2 inches of the powdery stuff one night in early December. Then, about 5 days ago, we were stuck with the 'big one.'
The weather man was calling it a blizzard. A word that sends fear into the hearts and minds of man (at least it does for me). They tried to make us feel better, giving us the explanation that a blizzard is nothing more than consistent winds of at least 25 miles per hour while it is snowing. The blizzard condition simply means that snow will be whipping around in the air constantly, making driving and walking difficult because you cannot see far in front of you. Whew!! That's a relief. I used to think that "blizzard" meant to expect at least 24 inches of snow.
Anyway, as you can probably tell; I love taking photos, so when it started snowing I stood and braced myself in the threshold of the back and front doors and snapped away. The wind was blowing like crazy! I dressed in coat, hat, and pulled my collar up around my neck. I went out three times: at the beginning when the snow was whipping around like crazy and there was little snow; then about 6 hours later when there was more accumulation, and finally; after it stopped and people were out with shovels trying to clean up and make paths to walk and park their cars.
Parking is at a premium in Boston 365 days a year. This city, established in the 1600's was not created to accommodate the 3 and 4 cars per household that it does today. So when it snows, people shovel out a path for their cars to park on the street (very few driveways available) and leave beach chairs, traffic cones, step stools, etc. to hold their spot until they come home. Usually people respect it and drive around looking for another spot to park.
Here is a slideshow of the snow from a very narrow range of view. The first shots were taken at night.... It's hard to tell, but I suspect we got around 12 to 14 inches of snow. The winds were whipping so hard, blowing snow all over the place, that after all was said and done, some areas of the block got less snow than others.
Enjoy!!!
I often get teased for 'wintering' in Boston. Most think I should go further south, but the rent is free in Boston, and any place else won't be; and since no one is rich we go where it is more convenient. Believe it or not, Boston does get less snow than my area of Maine because Boston is on the ocean, and my home in Maine is in the foothills and mountains. There is a big difference in temperature; hence more snow. Moisture in the air in my area during winter means freezing rain, sleet, or snow. Moisture in Boston means either rain, or snow. And if it is snow, it doesn't stay on the ground frozen until Spring, piling each snowfall upon the last one, until you have 4 or 5 feet of snowbank looking at you. I'll take 24 inches of snow for the winter any day over 5 plus feet.
Well; back to the crazy weather patterns our nation has been having lately. Massachusetts was threatened with two snow storms, but at the last minute, they veered away only to pull a surprise and give us about 2 inches of the powdery stuff one night in early December. Then, about 5 days ago, we were stuck with the 'big one.'
The weather man was calling it a blizzard. A word that sends fear into the hearts and minds of man (at least it does for me). They tried to make us feel better, giving us the explanation that a blizzard is nothing more than consistent winds of at least 25 miles per hour while it is snowing. The blizzard condition simply means that snow will be whipping around in the air constantly, making driving and walking difficult because you cannot see far in front of you. Whew!! That's a relief. I used to think that "blizzard" meant to expect at least 24 inches of snow.
Anyway, as you can probably tell; I love taking photos, so when it started snowing I stood and braced myself in the threshold of the back and front doors and snapped away. The wind was blowing like crazy! I dressed in coat, hat, and pulled my collar up around my neck. I went out three times: at the beginning when the snow was whipping around like crazy and there was little snow; then about 6 hours later when there was more accumulation, and finally; after it stopped and people were out with shovels trying to clean up and make paths to walk and park their cars.
Parking is at a premium in Boston 365 days a year. This city, established in the 1600's was not created to accommodate the 3 and 4 cars per household that it does today. So when it snows, people shovel out a path for their cars to park on the street (very few driveways available) and leave beach chairs, traffic cones, step stools, etc. to hold their spot until they come home. Usually people respect it and drive around looking for another spot to park.
Here is a slideshow of the snow from a very narrow range of view. The first shots were taken at night.... It's hard to tell, but I suspect we got around 12 to 14 inches of snow. The winds were whipping so hard, blowing snow all over the place, that after all was said and done, some areas of the block got less snow than others.
Enjoy!!!
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Autumn's Bounty in Maine 2010
I think it was 2007 since I have posted photos of the beauty one can only see in the Fall.
It's one of my favorite times of the year. Spring is the other.
I live in the foothills of Western Maine which is rural. Rural means that the majority of the land is hilly, loaded with ponds and lakes, forests, and people who have farm animals for one reason or another. Some are dairy farmers. Many have animals to provide eggs, and milk to make cheese. Some raise chickens to slaughter so they can fill their freezer. Some have goats to produce milk and cheese. Quite a few have a garden and they preserve or sell their harvest. All in all, it is a beautiful place to see. In my seventeen years or so of living in Maine, I have never seen an ugly spot of land. Riding over the roads often presents breathtaking views no matter what time of the year.
It's the place to visit if you live in a heavily populated city and just need a breath of fresh air and refreshment for your spirit and soul.
I try to share the beauty I see with others in the best way I know of: Photography. So please enjoy!
You will have to forgive me. I travelled about with my camera a bit too late. We had a few rain storms with high wind and after it cleared, the colors were a bit 'past peak' and many of the leaves had dropped to the ground.
If you look in my "Archives" under 2007, you will see my earlier presentation of Fall's Bounty. The photos have a more intense color. It was a beautiful year for leaves. The slide show screen has a large white arrow in the middle. Click on it. It will drop away to show a smaller white arrow along the bottom of the slide show screen. Click on the smaller white arrow to have the slide show advance automatically for you.
It's one of my favorite times of the year. Spring is the other.
I live in the foothills of Western Maine which is rural. Rural means that the majority of the land is hilly, loaded with ponds and lakes, forests, and people who have farm animals for one reason or another. Some are dairy farmers. Many have animals to provide eggs, and milk to make cheese. Some raise chickens to slaughter so they can fill their freezer. Some have goats to produce milk and cheese. Quite a few have a garden and they preserve or sell their harvest. All in all, it is a beautiful place to see. In my seventeen years or so of living in Maine, I have never seen an ugly spot of land. Riding over the roads often presents breathtaking views no matter what time of the year.
It's the place to visit if you live in a heavily populated city and just need a breath of fresh air and refreshment for your spirit and soul.
I try to share the beauty I see with others in the best way I know of: Photography. So please enjoy!
You will have to forgive me. I travelled about with my camera a bit too late. We had a few rain storms with high wind and after it cleared, the colors were a bit 'past peak' and many of the leaves had dropped to the ground.
If you look in my "Archives" under 2007, you will see my earlier presentation of Fall's Bounty. The photos have a more intense color. It was a beautiful year for leaves. The slide show screen has a large white arrow in the middle. Click on it. It will drop away to show a smaller white arrow along the bottom of the slide show screen. Click on the smaller white arrow to have the slide show advance automatically for you.
Thursday, July 08, 2010
Cabbage Island & Boothbay Harbor, ME 4th of July, 2010
Just to get away from the routine of doing the same old thing on the 4th of July, John and I decided to spend the night in Boothbay Harbor, Maine. We have visited about 5 times over the years to take the ferry to Cabbage Island and enjoy a wonderful lobster bake. This time; instead of rushing back home I thought we would watch the fireworks over the harbor and relax. Traffic was very light driving down, save for a few slow drivers that we could not legally pass, but luckily they turned off and we were free to 'speed it up.'
We arrived in Boothbay with 20 minutes to spare before we had to check in at the reservation desk on the dock for the Cabbage Island ferry. The parking lot we always use had one space left, and a surprise steep increase in cost. This year we were told to pay 30 dollars for the day. We never ever paid more than twelve! But maybe, just maybe my 'spiritual friends upstairs' was looking out for us because the man offered us the spot for $20, and we gladly took it because we did not have time to drive up and down this quaint village looking for a better place to park. Did I mention that two days before, the east coast entered into a week-long heat wave? Such a lengthy one is unusual up here. Three days, maybe; but not 8 days long. Being on the coast showed us no mercy. It was hot, and soggy there too.
We made our way across the dock to the Reservation desk, paid for our tickets and waited for the boat to come in and pick us up.
Cabbage Island Lobster bakes are a delicious treat if you like lobster. They call it a Clambake, but it is really a lobster bake.
You are transported by ferry to Cabbage Island; a family owned and operated 5 and half acre stretch of land in the Bay. The ride takes about 30 minutes and you are given interesting facts about who lives on the various islands that dot the bay, and how much it costs to rent a week on one of the homes (how's $10,000 for you?). Need I say some very wealthy people have summer homes on the bay islands. Let me get back to the Lobster bake on Cabbage Island.
When you disembark you are greeted by members of the Moore family to personally welcome you to their island and summer home. There are picnic tables scattered around the grounds for you to seat yourself, as well as a covered porch around the main building if weather is inclement or you just don't want to sit in the sun.
After everyone has found a place to perch, the staff gives you 20 minutes or so to collect yourself and you are served clam chowder with oyster crackers. Everyone is given a rolled napkin that contains your eating utensils, wet nap, toothpick, lobster bib, lobster cracker and tiny fork to get into those nooks and crannies of the claws.
While you are eating, the lobster is being steamed outside in the ground along with clams, corn on the cob, a whole onion (don't ask me why), a hard boiled egg and two lobsters per person. When the food is done, a chuckwagon bell rings letting you know that it's time to line up at the pit to receive your dinner.
Everyone is given a tray that holds your lobsters, and all the other items I just mentioned along with a small bowl of melted butter. When you get back to your table, wait staff come around and take orders for your drinks. Unlimited iced tea and coffee is included, but anything else has to be paid for separately. Extra butter, napkins, etc are quickly given. They check back often to clear away your shells, get drinks or anything that will make your meal with them wonderful.
At the end of your meal, everyone is given a thick hunk of blueberry cake. They say cake, but it is more of a bread being that is not sweet enough to be called cake. You are also asked if you would like coffee with your cake. If you have time, you are free to walk around the island, but I've never had time for that, nor do I feel like it after that meal!
After everyone has been given time to eat, the ferry returns to take us back to Boothbay Harbor. What does all of this wonderful goodness cost? A very reasonable $58.95! The link to their website is....
Cabbage Island Website: http://www.cabbageislandclambakes.com/clambakes.htm
When we got back to the Harbor, it was time to check into the Boothbay Harbor Inn. It was a very clean, neat, well appointed pleasant room with a king sized bed and a balcony overlooking a portion of the harbor. The room looked like it had been newly renovated, but there were a few things I see disappearing from the hotel industry that used to be the norm: like elevators to the second floor.... there were none, and if you have trouble with your limbs like many do today, you will be walking up some stairs carrying your luggage all by your onesies. Bathtubs are getting smaller too. The length is about the same; but the width is very narrow these days. I noticed in foreign countries they have either very narrow tubs, or no tubs at all; just shower stalls.
What the heck! We were only staying the night, and the room was air conditioned, and this is a town that does NOT have any of the chain food places such as McDonalds, Burger King, KFC, etc. And you will not find any of the chain hotels there either. Lots of Bed and Breakfasts, Inns, and family owned motels abound; so you choose from what you are offered and enjoy. I would love to have a summer home in Boothbay Harbor though...!!
Here is a link to the Boothbay Harbor Inn: http://www.boothbayharborinn.com/bbhi_guestrooms.html
At nine o'clock, the fireworks were supposed to begin over the harbor. So everyone in the entire town found a place to sit and enjoy the action. John and I sat on the pier and of course, I had my camera along to see if I could capture pictures to show you and give us something to look at after returning home. It was a pretty good show too. Not as good as you are going to see along the Charles River in Boston, or even a farmer's field we enjoyed in a town not far from my neighborhood (meaning the show was way too short); but it was beautiful nonetheless.
I don't think I will ever see as much of Boothbay as I would like. You need to stay about 5 days for that.
Here is a link to Boothbay Harbor Chamber of Commerce website:
http://www.boothbayharbor.com/
I encourage you once the page loads to explore the "Visit Us" listings along the left hand side of your monitor, and also explore the links located along the top of your screen as well.
Those little Guidebooks you can pick up free in hotel lobbys can be viewed page by page online and can be found on the right hand side of your screen. It does require Adobe Flash Player - Version 9 or above.
Finally; here is a slide show of views from the Ferry, Cabbage Island, the fireworks, some views of the Harbor, and; Oh yeah! I forgot to share; the closer you get to the coast, there are little stands you can buy lobster to take back home with you. The prices are so very cheap, and many will even cook them for you if you'd like! I like!!! Why struggle if you don't have too? We stopped at one of those lobster stands, and brought back 5 lobsters for $30. We ordered them cooked (in seawater so they were perfectly seasoned) and was charged an additional $5.
Next time, we're going to be two little pigs and buy ten lobsters!! I de-shelled them and made lobster salad for dinner along with corn on the cob and coleslaw.
It doesn't get much better than that! I hope you enjoy the slide show. I did notice that the slideshow did not want to automatically advance once you clicked on the arrow in the center. I had to tell the computer to allow pop-ups on this site. It never used to be that way. Must have been one of those Microsoft updates changing the rules again. Depending upon what is going on, you may have to advance each photo manually with the arrow keys. With everything that is going on with the planet electro-magnetically, heavens knows how it is affecting our electronics.
We arrived in Boothbay with 20 minutes to spare before we had to check in at the reservation desk on the dock for the Cabbage Island ferry. The parking lot we always use had one space left, and a surprise steep increase in cost. This year we were told to pay 30 dollars for the day. We never ever paid more than twelve! But maybe, just maybe my 'spiritual friends upstairs' was looking out for us because the man offered us the spot for $20, and we gladly took it because we did not have time to drive up and down this quaint village looking for a better place to park. Did I mention that two days before, the east coast entered into a week-long heat wave? Such a lengthy one is unusual up here. Three days, maybe; but not 8 days long. Being on the coast showed us no mercy. It was hot, and soggy there too.
We made our way across the dock to the Reservation desk, paid for our tickets and waited for the boat to come in and pick us up.
Cabbage Island Lobster bakes are a delicious treat if you like lobster. They call it a Clambake, but it is really a lobster bake.
You are transported by ferry to Cabbage Island; a family owned and operated 5 and half acre stretch of land in the Bay. The ride takes about 30 minutes and you are given interesting facts about who lives on the various islands that dot the bay, and how much it costs to rent a week on one of the homes (how's $10,000 for you?). Need I say some very wealthy people have summer homes on the bay islands. Let me get back to the Lobster bake on Cabbage Island.
When you disembark you are greeted by members of the Moore family to personally welcome you to their island and summer home. There are picnic tables scattered around the grounds for you to seat yourself, as well as a covered porch around the main building if weather is inclement or you just don't want to sit in the sun.
After everyone has found a place to perch, the staff gives you 20 minutes or so to collect yourself and you are served clam chowder with oyster crackers. Everyone is given a rolled napkin that contains your eating utensils, wet nap, toothpick, lobster bib, lobster cracker and tiny fork to get into those nooks and crannies of the claws.
While you are eating, the lobster is being steamed outside in the ground along with clams, corn on the cob, a whole onion (don't ask me why), a hard boiled egg and two lobsters per person. When the food is done, a chuckwagon bell rings letting you know that it's time to line up at the pit to receive your dinner.
Everyone is given a tray that holds your lobsters, and all the other items I just mentioned along with a small bowl of melted butter. When you get back to your table, wait staff come around and take orders for your drinks. Unlimited iced tea and coffee is included, but anything else has to be paid for separately. Extra butter, napkins, etc are quickly given. They check back often to clear away your shells, get drinks or anything that will make your meal with them wonderful.
At the end of your meal, everyone is given a thick hunk of blueberry cake. They say cake, but it is more of a bread being that is not sweet enough to be called cake. You are also asked if you would like coffee with your cake. If you have time, you are free to walk around the island, but I've never had time for that, nor do I feel like it after that meal!
After everyone has been given time to eat, the ferry returns to take us back to Boothbay Harbor. What does all of this wonderful goodness cost? A very reasonable $58.95! The link to their website is....
Cabbage Island Website: http://www.cabbageislandclambakes.com/clambakes.htm
When we got back to the Harbor, it was time to check into the Boothbay Harbor Inn. It was a very clean, neat, well appointed pleasant room with a king sized bed and a balcony overlooking a portion of the harbor. The room looked like it had been newly renovated, but there were a few things I see disappearing from the hotel industry that used to be the norm: like elevators to the second floor.... there were none, and if you have trouble with your limbs like many do today, you will be walking up some stairs carrying your luggage all by your onesies. Bathtubs are getting smaller too. The length is about the same; but the width is very narrow these days. I noticed in foreign countries they have either very narrow tubs, or no tubs at all; just shower stalls.
What the heck! We were only staying the night, and the room was air conditioned, and this is a town that does NOT have any of the chain food places such as McDonalds, Burger King, KFC, etc. And you will not find any of the chain hotels there either. Lots of Bed and Breakfasts, Inns, and family owned motels abound; so you choose from what you are offered and enjoy. I would love to have a summer home in Boothbay Harbor though...!!
Here is a link to the Boothbay Harbor Inn: http://www.boothbayharborinn.com/bbhi_guestrooms.html
At nine o'clock, the fireworks were supposed to begin over the harbor. So everyone in the entire town found a place to sit and enjoy the action. John and I sat on the pier and of course, I had my camera along to see if I could capture pictures to show you and give us something to look at after returning home. It was a pretty good show too. Not as good as you are going to see along the Charles River in Boston, or even a farmer's field we enjoyed in a town not far from my neighborhood (meaning the show was way too short); but it was beautiful nonetheless.
I don't think I will ever see as much of Boothbay as I would like. You need to stay about 5 days for that.
Here is a link to Boothbay Harbor Chamber of Commerce website:
http://www.boothbayharbor.com/
I encourage you once the page loads to explore the "Visit Us" listings along the left hand side of your monitor, and also explore the links located along the top of your screen as well.
Those little Guidebooks you can pick up free in hotel lobbys can be viewed page by page online and can be found on the right hand side of your screen. It does require Adobe Flash Player - Version 9 or above.
Finally; here is a slide show of views from the Ferry, Cabbage Island, the fireworks, some views of the Harbor, and; Oh yeah! I forgot to share; the closer you get to the coast, there are little stands you can buy lobster to take back home with you. The prices are so very cheap, and many will even cook them for you if you'd like! I like!!! Why struggle if you don't have too? We stopped at one of those lobster stands, and brought back 5 lobsters for $30. We ordered them cooked (in seawater so they were perfectly seasoned) and was charged an additional $5.
Next time, we're going to be two little pigs and buy ten lobsters!! I de-shelled them and made lobster salad for dinner along with corn on the cob and coleslaw.
It doesn't get much better than that! I hope you enjoy the slide show. I did notice that the slideshow did not want to automatically advance once you clicked on the arrow in the center. I had to tell the computer to allow pop-ups on this site. It never used to be that way. Must have been one of those Microsoft updates changing the rules again. Depending upon what is going on, you may have to advance each photo manually with the arrow keys. With everything that is going on with the planet electro-magnetically, heavens knows how it is affecting our electronics.
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