Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.


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Loostrife

I enjoy reading Judy’s blog – she’s a full time RVer and a volunteer this summer at Tamarac Wildlife Refuge in Minnesota.    This week she and another volunteer are assigned driving the back roads of the refuge looking for purple loosestrife.  It’s an invasive plant that spreads quickly and chokes out the native plants in low lying, swampy areas.

If you live around here you’ve seen a lot of it.  Judy says she and her volunteer partner didn’t see any this time, and I told her we had it everywhere over here in Michigan.  So when Katie and I went for a walk yesterday afternoon and we saw all the loosestrife we thought of Judy.   We decided you need to see this too.

 

Wetlands being taken over.

Wetlands being taken over.

The first glimpse we had was from the overlook.  Down near the water you can see the purple sheen in the late afternoon sun.  Looks pretty doesn’t it.   And it is pretty, that’s probably part of the problem.  When I drive home from work and the sun hits that purple I can’t help but smile.

 

Closer view.

Closer view.

Then I remember that what is beautiful is also deadly to everything native that used to live there.

Katie and I found more of it, up close this time near the pond where people fish.

Spreading.

Spreading.

Spreading across the hillside above the water.

Pretty, isn't it?

Pretty, isn’t it?

The park people have planted other wildflowers there that are just as pretty and not invasive.

Also pretty.  And not invasive.

Also pretty.

Katie and I spent a long time in the lingering sun photographing the beauty.

Makes you smile, doesn't it!

Makes you smile, doesn’t it!

In hindsight I should have pulled up that loosestrife along the pond after I was finished photographing it.

Dangerous

Dangerous


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Zigzag

Zigzag.  I thought it would be hard to find a photo to represent the concept.  I didn’t think I’d find it in nature.  I thought of a few places to go where I might find something, commercial locations, man-made places.  I thought maybe I’d skip this photo challenge because I didn’t have time to go anywhere in search of zigzag.

Then I got out of the car this evening after a long day of work and saw that the hibiscus plant is in bud.  And on the still tightly furled buds were…

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…zigzagging veins.

Proof once again that if you just slow down and take a moment you can find just about anything.

Right there in front of you.

You can see other zigzags here, here, here, and here.   And of course the classic zigzag.   Or stop by the original blog entry and look at all the comments with their photos!


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What people do

Most people were surprised when they learned we were going to Maine for ten days.  Why Maine they asked.  What are you going to do there?  Well, it turned out there is a lot to do in Maine.  And I noticed lots of people doing lots of things.

Want to see?  Click on any photo to see more details.

People take lots of pictures.

They capture the beauty.

 

They play in water.

They play in water.

 

They go fishing.

They go fishing.

 

The make sand castles.

The make sand castles.

 

They read.

They read.

 

They share the moment.

They share the moment.

 

They put their toes in the ocean.

They put toes in the ocean.

 

They look for whales.

They look for whales.

 

They search for beach treasure.

They search for beach treasure.

 

They enjoy the view.

They enjoy the view.

 

They explore mountains.

They explore mountains.

 

They watch waves.

They watch waves.

 

They lean into the wind.

They lean into the wind.

 

And sometimes they text.

And sometimes they text.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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Bits and pieces

I can’t show you everything we saw in Maine.  As I’ve said frequently, you need to go there yourself and explore.  But here’s just a few more instances of things unique and/or fun that we ran across in our travels.

Did you know that Maine is the biggest exporter of wild blueberries?  You would if you visited Blueberry World and talked to the owner for a bit.  We noticed her shop as we were heading somewhere else.

Blueberry Land!

Blueberry Land!

It’s kind of hard to miss, or to resist!  Inside were all things blueberry.  We bought a few things and talked to her for a bit.  She and her husband have a few hundred acres of wild blueberries.  They used to be university professors, but they’ve ‘retired’ to become blueberry farmers.

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She’s concerned that they can’t do it forever, that help to ‘rake’ the blueberries in the field is getting harder to find.  She’s worried about foreign investors buying up all the farms.  She’s wondering if she should develop her land, turn it into a subdivision.  But she’d lose the wild blueberries, the view, her lifestyle.  She says the only way they make it is through sales direct to tourists, that the blueberries going to processing plants don’t have enough profit margin.

Buy a pie!

Buy a pie!

We wished her and her 80 year old husband good luck.

Later in our trip, as we were driving through a small coastal town we saw this:

What's going on over there?

What’s going on over there?

We learned a long time ago on our travels that if you see a crowd headed somewhere you should just fall in and see where it goes.  So we turned around, parked the car and wandered up onto the bridge as well.  Turns out the crowd was watching lobster boats race.

 

Who's going to win?

Who’s going to win?

Now I ask you, where else but Maine could you see such an event?

And all along the way we saw pretty things, interesting things that just didn’t fit into any particular blog.  But I thought you’d enjoy a few more shots.  Wouldn’t you?

We saw lots of fishing shacks.  Some looked like they were being used.

Anyone home?

Anyone home?

And some didn’t.

Long abandoned.

Long abandoned.

We saw lots and lots of boats on trailers in yards.  Some had some pretty neat names.

Resting on land.

Resting on land.

I wonder how people are making a living if their boat is in the yard.

We saw beautiful buildings too, a school sitting in a field of clover….

Summer break.

Summer break.

…and a church along a river in a tiny town.

 

Church bells rang.

Church bells rang.

And finally, these birds just made us laugh.

Linear birds.

Linear birds.

I hope you chuckle too.

Soon I hope to give you an idea of what people do while in Maine.  There’s really too much to share.

But I’ll try.

Chainsaw man.

Chainsaw man.

 


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Moxie falls

Pretty lake along the way.

Pretty lake along the way.

Just a short post to show you Moxie falls, another aspect of Maine.  We drove two hour north of where we’re staying near Lisbon (I think we were only a couple of hours from Quebec!) where the country  begins to roll with small mountains, and there is a beautiful 30 foot waterfall.  It was way back in the woods, so after we applied the usual sunscreen we layered on bug spray.  It’s a lovely combination.

Walking in the woods.

Walking in the woods.

The woods was cool and green and beautiful.  But nothing compared to the falls.

Moxie falls

Moxie falls

The upper part of the river was beautiful too.

Pretty cool.

Pretty cool.

We had a very good day.

Woodsy.

Woodsy.


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Beachy fort day

Thursday we visited two forts and a wonderful beach.  Want to see?

First stop, the small Fort Edgecomb with it’s octagonal turret built in 1808.

All that is left is the tower.

All that is left is the tower.

It’s a small park now, along a bit of waterway that is filled with lobster buoys.

Wonder if all those traps have lobster in them?

Wonder if all those traps have lobster in them?

Pretty spot.

Then we headed out to Fort Popham, built in 1862 right on a most glorious beach!  This fort is mostly intact and was a lot of fun to wander.

Arches within arches.

Arches within arches.

But of course I was most attracted to the beach…miles and miles of beautiful sand…

Looked at clouds from both sides now.

Looked at clouds from both sides now.

…with smaller pools of water for children to play in.

Fun in the sun.

Fun in the sun.

The water in the Atlantic was cold.  It is Maine after all.  But it was so much fun to play in the waves for a little bit.

Brrrrr!

Brrrrr!

Once you got in and remembered how to breath you could be a kid again!  And really, it’s OK not to be able to feel your legs, it’s all part of summer at the beach in New England!

Moon over Maine.

Moon over Maine.

We ended the day at a waterfront tavern having dinner with friends.

Special evening.

Special evening.

Can’t get any better than that.

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Lighthouse day

Maine has fifty-seven active lighthouses; we only saw five yesterday and it took us all day! But what a fun day it was.  First up is the Rockland Breakwater light.  It’s at the end of a breakwater, built in 1888 and  7/8 of a mile long.  The lighthouse was built in 1902.

Do you see the lighthouse way out there?

Do you see the lighthouse way out there?

You walk along huge flat granite rocks, watching where you put your feet because there are large cracks and holes between the rocks.  It’s something of a giant jigsaw puzzle and it takes longer than you expect to get out to the lighthouse.

Welcoming ships to the harbor.

Welcoming ships to the harbor.

It was a good way to start the morning, that long walk in the sea breezes.

Next was Owls Head Light Station.  It’s located at the mouth of the Rockland harbor and was built in 1825.

The Coast Guard maintains many of the lighthouses.

The Coast Guard maintains many of the lighthouses.

The light itself sits on a rock bluff over what many people saw as the face of an owl etched by mother nature in the rock below.  I looked hard at photos but I couldn’t see the owl.

The story is that Spot, the family dog of one of the keepers kept many ships off the rocks with his ceaseless barking.  Katie would be an excellent lighthouse dog!

The view is worth the climb.

The view is worth the climb.

While we were at Owls Light we saw a brochure for Marshall Point Light, not to far away.  So of course we headed right over.  Turns out not to far away is further than you think as you ‘can’t get there from here’ and everything is up and around another bay.

There's a museum here, and a memorial to lost commercial fishermen.

There’s a museum here, and a memorial to lost commercial fishermen.

But this is a beautiful lighthouse, built in 1858 near Port Clyde, a beautiful fishing village, the 30 foot light tower is out on the rocky point, accessible by a wooden bridge.

Flags flying high.

Flags flying high.

We moved on to our favorite lighthouse of the day; Pemaquid Point Light.  Don’t you wonder how names come about?    This lighthouse was built in 1827 on a beautiful rocky point.

The light warns ships of the rocks.

The light warns ships of the rocks.

The rocks look like liquid stone, with iron ore running through the dark base.  It’s simply amazing.  Exploring the rocks is almost as much fun as exploring the lighthouse.

Going up?

Going up?

This lighthouse also allows visitors up inside the tower.  It’s quite tight up there, but it was worth the short wait to climb the stairs and look out over the ocean.

 

Beautiful sea views.

Beautiful sea views.

We spent a long time at this lighthouse.  We could have sat on the rocks and watched the waves crash all day.

To break the lighthouse spell, and add some variety to our day we stopped at Fort William Henry, a restoration and a Pemaqid State Historic site on Pemaquid Beach.

Rebuilt tower houses small museum.

Rebuilt tower houses small museum.

Here we had a tour guide talk about some of the artifacts found at the site.  They are still excavating here each summer.

Explaining some of the past.

Explaining some of the past.

I think she was bored before we arrived and started asking all sorts of questions.  She really enjoyed telling us about the site and the work that was being done there.

Waiting for someone to ask.

Waiting for someone to ask.

Our last stop of the day was Hendricks Head Light.  We drove a long time to find this one, and in the end the closest we could get was a public beach.

Secluded beauty.

Secluded beauty.

Still, it was beautiful and I’m glad we found it.

I hope you enjoyed our tour of a few of Maine’s lighthouses.  We certainly did.  Today we’re going to take it easy, after all, it is a vacation!

We’ll talk later.

Waiting to be discovered.

Waiting to be discovered.