It’s been here forever. Well, at least it’s been around since I was a kid many many decades ago. If you look closely there’s a fourteen year old mowing the lawn. I don’t know how old she is but fourteen was the number that popped in my head when I shot this image. No one lives here? It is an event venue. So you can have your next party. I like the house but an event does not appeal.
I tried for a shot that would stand apart from others I have seen. Nope, it is hard to do different. The lighting, perspective, and the setting are iconic so that it’s been done before. I had brain lock and did not do more than get a documentary image.
Still, you don’t give up. I got the clouds and the reflecting pool of the Washington mall that gave me a dramatic image. Sometimes the take home shot is not in the direction you are peering.
The last time I was in Washington the national mall was under construction. It still is but it is a different part. The White House has new security. It seems that people can climb over ten foot high fences without too much problem. I always knew this until I got older and could not any longer. And now, the Capitol is under scaffolding. Well darn, that just messes up a good picture. It was a fine spring day with gorgeous clouds and scaffolding. Ugh.
Inside they are repairing the rotunda. It seems that there is water leaking. How nice. I’ve had that problem in my apartment too. Nice to know our government has the same issues.
I did not realize that hydrangeas were the big fall flower. I’d lived several years in Maine and don’t recall autumn full of hydrangeas. But it seemed that everywhere I turned there they were. Pretty nice! Oh, and it seems they were all the same color. Yes, they all seemed to be this dusty pink shade. A nice stone wall to go and I am all set.
There was a play on Broadway that became a movie that had a haunting theme song. I saw the Broadway play. The movie starred Henry Fonda, Jane Fonda, and Catherine Hepburn. Henry won the academy award in his last film. Jane accepted on his behalf. The song is in my playlist. Dave Grusin composed it. So I was moved when we passed Golden Pond. I wasn’t looking for it. The pond just came up and bit me. But all the significance of the play, the movie, and the sound track are now linked in this image. We didn’t stop long. I just filled the tank. Looking at the sign in the gas station it announced where we were. That led me to take the image. A moment. A fraction of a second in shutter speed time.
This, too, was an evening shot. The blue cast and the soft focus is a contrast to my usual preference for bright sunshine and rich color. Yes a little fog goes a long way. It’s the same time frame as the foggy lighthouses.
It’s known as the Portland bug light or the breakwater light. Fog – and it was evening. I got my money’s worth from the spiffy f2.8 lens. My shots were decent. Clarity was not the goal and the overall softness of the image works. The breakwater is a fair hike. And in near darkness over uneven rocks this was a bit of a challenge. The trip back was the more interesting walk.
This is a stop for tourists. The shack is filled with lobster buoys just waiting for the camera. I have photographed it many times. It looks to me like there are fewer buoys than on previous visits. But I am happy to stop each time. The road has no place to park. Fortunately I have not been there in the summer season. So I just pull off to the road’s shoulder and hike over. Yes, it’s way cool. Thanks for the photo op.
The lighthouse became a special setting. It sort of represents quintessential Maine. The first thought I have of Maine is the sea and the coast and then of the lighthouses I have visited. So when I traveled there with Colleen we visited all the lighthouses I remembered. Of the ones we saw this was the one she thought called to her. There is a certain point of view that most photographers miss. The reflection of the lighthouse in the pool is the special shot of this location. We spent an afternoon just sitting and smelling the “coffee” (actually the sea). In that time I watched a parade of photographers, some with tripods and serious gear, traipse up and down the rocks never looking at the image waiting patiently before them.
I set up this shot. No, I did not use a tripod. And yes, I used Photoshop. I more or less estimated the perspective and distance. I kept the focal length the same. Post production put us both in the image. Hey, it worked.
It’s a fairly famous location. And it has been for sale for a while. It still had a sign when I passed most recently. The house sits in the middle of a footbridge in Boothbay Harbor. It retails for $700k+. I suppose the terms and price are negotiable. You would of course be living in a goldfish bowl. One buyer bemoaned the fact that you could not park and unload your car conveniently. Me? I like walking around in my underwear at home. This would be a real issue here.