Showing posts with label boats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boats. Show all posts

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Words of Wisdom from Mark Twain


Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the things you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor, catch the trade winds in your sails.

Explore. Dream. Discover.

~Mark Twain

Photo of Perkins Cove in Ogunquit, ME. where we spent five wonderful days over the Memorial holiday.

The cove is a tiny peninsula dotted with this harbor of fishing and excursion boats, restaurants, shoppes, and delightful places to walk and sit. We had a fantastic lobster dinner here one night and a couple of great lunches and morning coffee after a long walk along Marginal Way, a glimpse of which may be seen below.

Ogunquit reminded me of Nantucket without the rigid architectural requirements. In Nantucket, all homes have to be natural wood shingles and conform to the way they were built and/or looked originally. There's a sameness to it that I don't care for. Ogunquit obviously has planning and building codes to conform to the quaintness of the town but there is more diversity.
  Marginal Way, Ogunquit, ME.


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Sunday, June 28, 2009

Small Boats

My husband, my beautiful husband, took this photo last week. We were on a day trip to the coast of Maine. I had an appointment with a doctor and afterwards we just drove. We ended up in Kittery, ME., one bridge length across the open sea from Portsmouth, NH. It's an unexpected and incredible drive. The homes along the shoreline are breathtaking: perfect cottage or New England shake homes with perfectly manicured lawns and gardens and whatnot. On the one hand, there is the New England irreverence for anything perfect, for anything that smacks of being an impostor, a Hollywood version of the truth. On the other hand, the New England version of truth is just as beautiful. It's an awful beauty; a terrible beauty based on hardship, inclement weather, harsh climate and hard rock unsentimentality. I say "unsentimentality" which is not a word, but based on the New England way of looking at things, ought to be. These folk are tough, immovable, granite-like in their approach. They do not sentimentalize things, the past, present or future. They are in the here and now and it is what it is.