This was the morning of our last full day at Old Orchard Beach in Maine . . . taken by my Mom four weeks ago today . . . on the 17th day of October . . . all three of us walked the mile to the pier that morning . . . then walked downtown for breakfast . . . then strolled back down the streets of OOB to our beach house . . . where we spent most of the day preparing to leave Maine the next morning . . .
Both of these photos were done by my Mom . . . four weeks ago today . . . on the 10th day of October . . . in Maine . . . she was up early most mornings . . . and this wound up being the spectacular morning for color at OOB . . . we were about a mile from the pier . . . and she walked down there to capture several really nice images, including the one above . . .
We had enjoyed our day (the 9th) at Peak's Island so much that we decided to go back again . . . this time we took sandwiches and enjoyed a casual day strolling around looking for the areas where our Elizabeth had been photographed back in the 1920s . . . we also spent time both days looking for seaglass . . . and that is what I was doing when Mom captured the above image . . . this was while we were waiting for the ferry to pick us up for the return trip to Portland . . .
They were speaking French as they strolled past our beach house . . . the little girl reached for her Father's hand as she skipped along, her feet barely touching the ground . . . the sun was still playing hide and seek, as it tickled and teased the clouds and the water with brush-strokes from God's palette . . .
OK, y'all . . . this one is a double-exposure collage of two photos I took at Old Orchard Beach four weeks ago today . . . on Sunday, the 9th day of October . . . that was Columbus Day weekend . . . New England had record-breaking heat that Sunday and Monday . . . and the crowds were out at OOB . . .
This little family caught my attention early that morning before we left for a day of touring Peaks Island . . . I did not get the camera up in time to catch the little one as she looked like she was trying to fly . . . she was flapping her arms and jumping around at the water's edge . . . in this photo you can see that her father's feet are just barely in touch with solid ground . . . he was jumping around just like her! . . .
P.S. . . . the two photos included the beach shot of the little family . . . plus a photo-thru-the-telescope of the almost full moon that night . . .
This photo was taken by my Mom . . . four weeks ago today . . . early in the morning at Old Orchard Beach in Maine . . . notice the steam rising from the ocean water? . . .
We visited two cemeteries that day . . . Eastern Cemetery in Gorham, Maine (where our Phebe is buried) . . . and Dunstan Cemetery in Cumberland County, Maine (where Phebe's parents and assorted kith 'n kin are buried) . . . and my photos from that day are mostly boring cemetery shots . . . so Mom is providing the photo for today . . . Thanks, Mom!
