Here’s a view of the falls mentioned in the previous post, along with a finally balanced cairn. Rumor has it there used to be a brick factory upstream (probably just old factories made of brick), and every year a new batch of tumbled brick arrives. The supply seems endless.
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The water level was quite high for our annual Arches trek this year, and with the strong current, I didn’t even try swimming up to the falls, just off camera on the lower right. Unfortunately, that meant missing out on a wonderful last-all-year waterfall massage, one of the gifts of the place. But another – the sound of the waterfall itself – would settle deep into recesses of body and soul over a few hours time. The water itself was refreshing but sooo cold this late in August.
JJ meanwhile fell in love with my $20 “estate sale” guitar, and between us, we covered twenty or so songs, and made up a few originals along the way. Not a bad start for our “One World, One Guitar” tour, coming, perhaps, to a town near you.
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Taken on 120mm film way back when.
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Four decades old now, this farmers’ market is one of the finest in New England, and well worth a visit if you’re anywhere near the area. See my article “To Market, To Market” in the PUBLICATIONS page for an in depth profile.
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Taken on 35mm slide film some thirty years ago; this was one of my friend Mike Hamer’s favorite shots of the area where he was born and raised.
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Mike was one of my oldest and dearest friends, going back to undergraduate days at the University of Vermont. He passed away December 10, 2017, some thirty years after a diving accident left him a quadriplegic. But he hardly missed a beat, and continued to live a rich and full life in the midst of a wonderful community of friends and family, all the while writing and playing music and teaching at East Carolina University. You can hear him talk about his life in an interview from 2010 with Mark Helpsmeet of Northern Spirit Radio here.
A song we wrote, Lonely Surfer Boy from Vermont – recorded by the Ultra Brothers here, (turn it up! and try it in mono) – had some legs but, uh, never cracked the Billboard charts.
I hope you’re enjoying the Celestial Music, my friend. We miss you here.
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An old favorite, taken with 35mm slide film, a good hundred yards offshore.
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Early morning on the cove; the main street in town is out behind those buildings.
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