After a few days in Ukhiya, I made it back to Cox this morning with a sufficient morning break from the constant rain to make a beach walk appealing. It felt extra poignant for me, since those who’ve followed these pages for a while will remember that “Longest Beach” was the very first series and the first time I committed to daily posts for a period of time. That first post went up in early January, 2019. Daily posts became more regular the following year as a motivation to get out and about in Dhaka, especially during our covid lockdown months, introducing series I’ve carried forward with a certain consistency in the subsequent years. Today’s walk – and this post – I’ve dedicated in my heart to Lyn Kimball, a family friend who first taught me and my brothers some of the arts of beach-combing during summer weeks in Maine many decades ago when we were boys. We received word this week that she’s passed, so I share these photos in loving memory and appreciation of the passion for exploration and enjoyment that she shared with us.
Some lovely last images from the Montgomery Woods State Natural Reserve in Mendocino County…not quite yet the very last images from that April-May California swing, but getting close :-).
Taken during a Monday-afternoon walk in the same city from which we posted our very first Urban Garden post ever, back during the quiet covid lockdown days of May 2020.
Houses under construction in the little village across the water from Muiderslot, which you see in he middle distance, next to one of its defensive batteries on this side of the (Vecht is its name, if you’re curious) river. Around the time this post appears, it’s my hope I’ll be landing from the flights I signaled in a post a few months ago but wasn’t able to take due to circumstances in the destination country. So yes, Sam, I’m lining this one up early so that there’s a bit of buffer, but I hope soon to be posting close to live from the nation that gave birth to my whole “series” concept about five years ago…
The Dutch coastline at Ijmuiden, early morning May 14th, as our plane flew north – northwest across the North Sea after crossing the islands of Ireland and Great Britain on its flight path from Chicago to Amsterdam. The most common landing path I’ve experienced is up this way, sharp right turn over the land, then lining up for the runways in a more or less due-south pattern which I can watch from the windows of my apartment :-). Below, three photos taken each a bit later on the same trajectory.