His first fall season. By this time next year he should be almost completely slate blue in color.
Until then he will wandered around very white, with very weird green colored legs.
White, Little Blue
Tag Archives: New England
A Christmas Duck
Merry Christmas to all. This year we were blessed with duck.
The famous Bangor Police Department ‘Duck Of Justice’.
Officer TC (Tim Cotton) took an old worn stuffed duck from a dumpster and introduced him to the Bangor PD interrogation room. He became the ‘Duck Of Justice’, fame followed and the rest is history.
Now 320,000 friends follow the day to day of the Bangor PD on Facebook.
The DOJ has a small glass case, in a special museum, in headquarters. Stars of TV, Film, Sports, and photography all visit the duck for a selfie… no really! He has been on a US tour, and of course TV. Visitors are always welcome, you might even get cookies.
Above is the well known Quote Of Duck.
We have not seen our friend for a few years but my Sister in-Law and Brother in-Law reminded the DOJ to send along a Merry Christmas to the southern expats.
If you ever visit Facebook, go see TC and the DOJ. Enjoy a gentle and humorous face a being with the police in Bangor.
A Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all out there on the ‘interweb’.
Eolia, The Golden Age
If you know ‘The Great Gatsby’ you know these homes of the Golden Age.
In New York and Connecticut, along the sound shoreline the roaring twenties was a time of wealth and excess. This was one.
This is Eolia, a 42 room mansion named for the goddess of the wind. The mansion is on the Connecticut shore side and very windy.
I came across this original image taken in 2015. It has been published, printed, in shows, and on-line for years but I still love it. Even now it hangs in my South Carolina home.
Publishing During A Pandemic – Lock Down
During this uncertain time, dealing with a pandemic, we have chosen to stay at a distance as much as possible. Like a ‘lock down’.
It seems prudent and responsible (good grief when did I become responsible).
The large number of photographs I shot, and made joking comments about, will pay off now. I have literally thousands of images never published. There are times we have 2,000 photos a week!
It should be interesting working backwards through my hard drives. I might even open the back gate and wander the pine woods behind the house.
Of course, stay safe and sane. Thanks for visiting.
Outnumber, Time To Leave, Pelican And Heron
Give him credit for trying to stand his ground. When the whole group turned towards him it was done.
He may have thought they would swim by.
Time to leave…
Looks Of Fall
It’s that time of year where the fall colors take over the landscapes in the northern US. While we may now be residents of the southern Lowcountry there are plenty of fall landscape images in our portfolio.
The images above were taken at Lake Marie in the Joshua Land Trust, Connecticut. The Trust is a large hidden gem that rarely has human visitors making it perfect for wide shots like these.
The land has a storied past. If you have ever read the classic ‘Last Of The Mohicans’ this land was part of their home and granted to several colonial friends of the last chiefs son. Got to love a story like that.
This is the Connecticut River on an early fall morning. I lived very close and could easily head out to a rocky out crop and be alone for these shots. Here a Tern, in the fog, worked the water for fish.
I love working and photographing the wildlife and Lowcountry swamps/marshes. Still, the fall woods in New England are a photographers heaven.
Thought I would share a few today.
Real Winter
Inspired by a conversation with a friend in the Northeast US. They have real winter.
It’s cold, snows, and is beautiful.
From an archive.
Ledge Light
An unknown Coast Guard officer wrote the following in the crew’s log on the last night before the automated light system was installed: “Rock of slow torture. Ernie’s domain (the ghost of a light keeper). Hell on earth—may New London Ledge’s light shine on forever because I’m through. I will watch it from afar while drinking a brew.”
Built in 1909 outside the New London Connecticut harbor.
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