The view from our room at Sparhawk in Ogunquit, Me.
And it pretty much looked like this the whole week we were in Maine. Gray. Rainy. Except when it was darker gray and rainier. The wind blew hard enough much of the time that even I (the addicted-to-the-ocean-woman) didn't open the door or window for fear that we'd get wet, too. I heard later that the older folks who stayed on the lower floors (so they didn't have stairs to climb) left early because they felt they were being tossed and blown and wave-whipped as though on a boat.
We went to the Kittery Trading Post and bought rain protection (a goofy but great hat for me and DH and a transparent poncho... which was like wearing a flexible greenhouse. It kept me warm and dry. My feet had to fend for themselves. Then we walked and moseyed and window shopped. Apparently a lot of the shop keepers were waiting for the fair-weather shoppers because they remained closed until Friday the 27th.
I was grateful that the Barn Gallery opened sooner that most others... so that I could at least see SOME original art!
Shore Rd@Bournes Lane, Ogunquit, ME
Mailing Address: 1 Schooner Landing
York, ME 03909
Phone: 207-646-8400
I got to see some wonderful work by local artists, including Edward Betts. I don't remember whether the works shown were primarily early or late in his career (the docent says he's in his 80's and a bit frail). But they were so evocative of the Maine/coastal experience. On sunny days, that is. I hope to PRODUCE some wonderful work when I get past my surgery. Or maybe even before.
Speaking of the docent, it was apprently her first day working there, as well as the first day of the season. I bought the first book she sold. She was ever so kind to refer me to other galleries that she preferred in Kennebunk Village and York. I tried to get Dear Husband to go there on the way back from the Portland Art museum, but he was pooped. Another year. The docent also was interested in becoming an art therapist... so we talked wholistic healing and creative art for a while. I may talk my local friend into doing some workshops for therapists....
York Beach waves
were on the television they were so dramatic. I like the mist on the camera lense. It was everywhere. Somewhat north, two dead whales washed up on the beach in Saco, just south of Portland. I wish I knew what would kill a whale while it was in the water. Too many waves so that it would actually drown? Crashing surf that beat it into the sea bed? Towns that are only used to cleaning up after the occasional road-kill squirrel or possum must be challenged by whales. Perhaps Mainiacs don't have such a problem, because of their "practice" with Moose.
More waves in York Beach
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