Amidst the political shark-fest, the impending doom of rising seas, the barrage of the nightly news cast of everything not right in the world, and naming the tropical waves coming off the coast of Africa, I stopped for a few days to smell the roses (virtual).
The very real trials and tribulations are never far from our awareness, and living as if my head were perpetually buried in the sand, (although attractive sounding) is a fruitless exercise in avoiding reality. But taking a periodic step out of information overload is not only welcomed, I think it is necessary to keep a sense of balance and perspective.
Taking a day trip to York Beach, ME was just what the doctor ordered, and speaking of ordering I had an order of steamers at Foster’s Clambake in York (town of) that were absolutely worth the trip. As an aside steamers are either a love it, or hate it kind of appetizer, I grew up with them so there is no room for squeamish in my constitution, for those of you who didn’t grow up with them the idea of putting such a thing in your mouth causes your body to pucker in various places.
The down side of the day trip is… well, the fact that it was Just a day trip. Driving 2 hours to spend 4 hours doing nothing in particular and then driving another 2 hours back is a tease that really only whets the appetite for something more substantial in the getaway department. The upside was cruising along with the people I love beside me, the music we love coming from the speakers, and a complete lack of any important information assaulting my senses. Yeah I thought, I could get used to this, and my mind began to wander…thinking about buying a little place near the shore and creating unique wooden artifacts to sell to the locals and the tourist trade. Walking the sandy shore early in the day
before the sun fully emerges on the horizon, my wife and I using photography and creativity to produce satisfying expressions of the simple life and take home souvenirs of the memories. And the smell of the salty air…. well, anyway it was nice to think about. I hear reality calling.
P.S. Rumor has it this is one of the most photographed lighthouses in the world!