Boston’s Winter Memorial


To say this place had a lousy winter would be an understatement. However, today the temperature is in the low 60s and people are feeling positively giddy about the fine weather. This guy was laughing as he took a picture of this quickly melting pile of last season’s misery. “Great reminder..” he said, “Glad it’s finally over.”

Amen to that.

Winter Beach…Rockport Harbor,Maine

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAIt seems hard to believe now, but people actually happily swim here in the summer. We have snow, sleet and freezing rain predicted for tomorrow. I guess then we will wish for the sunshine of today. Everything is relative isn’t it?


Winter Apples



This little old apple tree is absolutely loaded with dead fruit. They cling to her tenaciously. I’m not sure why our recent snow, wind and rain have not brought them down but it would seem it will take more than a few storms to loosen their grip.

She must be a very good mother.

Mooring Buoys Resting For The Winter



In the winter here in Maine it makes absolutely no sense for recreational boat owners to keep their craft in the water. Nobody in their right mind would want to go out for a cruise or a day sail when the wind is howling 30 knots and the temperature is well below freezing. So from about mid-October on, our harbors empty out and all the mooring buoys get taken in. Here are just some of them that dot Rockport harbor in the summer, huddled together on a hillside waiting for spring.

Camden Harbor Winter Morning

It’s cold out here and the wind slices to the bone. The sun is not quite up and dark clouds scud across the sky. With tourists gone and the windjammers covered up waiting for the really cold weather, the harbor beds down to sleep.


Fallen Leaves


While the leaves here in mid-coast Maine haven’t really reached their peak fall colors yet, I found this beautiful group floating calmly in a big puddle in our back yard. Nothing special but worthy of admiration and full of premonition of what’s to come.

There is something about flowers in February


We’re currently in Petaluma, California and it’s raining like hell. A flash flood warning was just broadcast by NOAA and 3 to 6 inches are forecast before this is all over. Everybody around here is happy about getting drenched, because the drought in the western states has been terrible. Winter should be the north bay area’s rainy season and as far as the locals are concerned, it can (and probably should) keep raining for weeks.

Yesterday was my wife Sarah’s birthday and her son and daughter-in-law, who live in Boston, sent her these lovely flowers. Her other son, who lives near here, also brought her some flowers. They were lovely too.

Nowadays, the flower trade is a booming global enterprise and it is very likely that some of the blooms in this arrangement came from South America. Ecuador would be a good guess.

We like to think of ourselves as environmentalists and California is certainly on the cutting edge of that movement . Yet when it comes to celebrating a happy occasion, especially in the middle of winter, flowers are often the gift of choice and it is my guess very few people would have it otherwise. Carbon footprint or no carbon footprint we seem to crave these lovely things.

Changing the habit of getting flowers flown in from thousands of miles away will be hard but I’m afraid it needs to be done.

For now though I thought I’d share a little beauty and try to stop thinking gloomy thoughts.