I’ve always been drawn to the waterfront. Today features two different bodies of water in New England…the image above was taken from the Oyster River and looks out towards Little Bay (the body of water leading into the much discussed and troubled Great Bay). The image below was snapped moments after the sun retreated behind a private pond in remote northern Maine. Very different scenes with immense beauty (in my mind at least).
During our visit in San Francisco, I wanted to get out for at least a couple adventures. The evening walk that my brother Dave and I went on ended up bringing us down around the financial district and the Transamerica Pyramid that I featured a couple weeks back. We enjoyed a stroll around the area on a late summer evening, with the typical business meetings/dinners going on and plenty of foot and road traffic to be captured. As we were about to head home…we decided that we were too close to the water not to make a stop.
Thankfully, the Bay Bridge (which connects San Francisco to Oakland) was beautifully lit in the late evening air over the water. This has been one of the favorites that people seem to gravitate to of all the shots from my trip. One of my favorites from the trip was taken a few minutes later, featuring one of the office towers of Embarcadero Center in the Financial District.
The calmness of the Piscataqua River reflects the clouds of the summer sky and the trees along Peirce Island.
Here is another shot from sunrise on Saturday morning this past weekend. Even though the forecasts called for clear skies…we were gifted with some interesting clouds that continued to change through the early morning light.
This shot was taken from the Peirce Island boat ramp, which is one of my favorite places to shoot from…and one of my favorite shots. Even though getting up for sunrise is easily one of the crazier things I’ve done…it’s right in line with the early morning crew practices I used to do without hesitation – and I’m often rewarded with a decent shot or two, and the satisfaction that I got up to do something meaningful (even if it’s only meaningful to me).
The seacoast experienced a gorgeous sunset on Thursday evening. After an event in New Castle at the Wentworth Marina – I was joined by another local photographer, Ron Risman of Cameratown.com. We decided to head over to the sprawling Wentworth-Coolidge Mansion property on the back channel in Portsmouth…and despite the ridiculous mosquitoes that wanted us to pack it in for the night, we enjoyed some lush colors in the sky and some moonlight.
The shot above features the large yellow structure as it sits along the waterfront with some awesome summer hues. The shot below was taken directly opposite from the sunset shot a bit later on – and features the gorgeous moonlight reflected on the water, with a little bit of jetty to spice it up.
For the camera techies out there – the shot above was a 5-exposure series (-2 to +2)…and the moonlight shot below was a 3-exposure set of brackets (-2 to +2).
I’d been down to this set of public docks before – but never had I lucked out with such an interesting sunset over the Memorial Bridge, with enough daylight to make it a shot worth capturing and sharing. I love the numbers on the dock, and the fact that it’s still pretty quiet without too many boats tied up on the various spots…save for the bigger ones across the water here. Hope you enjoy this one – it’s one of my favorites from my walk on Monday evening.
Today is going to be a bit of a departure from the usual post. Earlier this week, I was driving home from New Hampshire to where I grew up in Massachusetts. It was a solemn drive, as my brother and I were heading to our parents’ house upon learning of the passing of my grandmother, Grace Heley Bigelow, earlier that morning. The entire way home, the sky continued to get more colorful and more amazing…with blues, reds, pinks, and oranges all blending in the sky in beautiful fashion. It was definitely a bright spot in the day. About 15 minutes from home, we saw an opening and reflections of the sunset in a nearby lake – so we had to stop so that I could do my thing. I was thrilled at the reward, a final gift from Grandma Grace.
Gram was one of my proudest supporters, asking for a copy of each individual business card that I had made for The Daily Portsmouth, each with a different photo on the back…and she was always delighted when I brought home a sample of something that had been published, or when I brought her a new photo.
It was amazing to make such a strong woman proud… even though her love was unconditional – if there was something she found unsuitable, she’d be the first to tell you to your face. “You need a haircut; you need to lose weight; I don’t like it when you don’t shave”…these are just samples of some of the hysterical one-liners that she’d share. That was just her, she’d tell you how it was, because she thought you should know. This was largely how I knew her and remember my grandfather…they were a great pair in that respect. However, it’s over the past few years when Gram lived with my parents that I came to know her in a more real way as an adult. She was one of the happiest people I knew, very thankful for her family and her daughters, and one of the sweetest people you’d ever know. She was sharp as a tack until her last breath, which she shared with her three beautiful daughters in the comfort of her home. She lived a full life of 92 years, and taught me what it was to work hard and be strong, loving and caring, most of which I didn’t realize had roots in her, until recently. I am so grateful for the time I’ve been able to spend with her over the past few years. I will miss her terribly, and I know that I will share that feeling with everyone who was lucky enough to have her in their lives.
(Here is Grace meeting her great granddaughter Norah for the first time)