Being (back) on Star Island, with all its granite (check the links in the last post to see the difference, or wait for more to show up here), reminded me of Borkum, a very different kind of island than these granitic outcroppings here :-). Another of the photos I took when we climbed to the top of the old water tower.
We’re back on Star Island, off the coast of New Hampshire, for a week of meditation retreat. As I’ve mentioned before, having this blog and its many categories spurs me to appreciate and notice things I otherwise might not. On past visits to Star, my gaze has turned heavily to the small (this post from 2014 is a good example); but this time, needing to photograph something for my Mountains series, I looked to the coast of NH and ME as seen behind Appledore Island, and … voila! :-).
A thing I’d forgotten until I visited it again in July is that Brussels has contours – call them hills, cliffs, or as I’ve chosen to categorize this, “mountains.” Things with less elevation are called “berg” in the country I now call home, so there you go :-).
One of P’town’s lighthouses – there are two that look pretty much identical, along the very narrow long strip that encloses P’town harbor and marks the true tail end of the long arm of Cape Cod, as seen from the breakwater as the tide slowly returned after a very low tide. If anyone’s confused by the way I’m switching around in country and continent with these posts, my apologies – after a slow winter where I didn’t get out too much after my last US visit (remember all those shots?), and even nearly ran out of legit shots for my Coasting, Islands, and Villages series…well, I’ve been out and about quite a lot since mid-July, and for the past week, I’ve been in Provincetown. Today I’m off to Star Island again — so you can search past entries which would be labeled New Hampshire, and very possibly tagged as Star Island, to get a sense of the sort of lovely views I hope to be adding to the mix in the weeks ahead. 🙂
Above, Borkum’s Old Lighthouse with, confusingly, a graveyard in front of it…and below, the New Lighthouse as seen through the plants and gravestones of that same Old Lighthouse graveyard.
I’ve spent the past week visiting Provincetown, at the tip end of Cape Cod, for the first time in more’n a decade. In the early 1900’s, Provincetown decided it was tired of Plymouth getting all Pilgrim credit, since apparently the Mayflower landed here first before traveling on and finally deciding upon Plymouth as their first village in this new colony. What you see above is nighttime P’town with the Pilgrim Monument – built to remind everyone of that fact – standing proud and tall on the right. 🙂
(so much world, so little time....) 