Here's a visual oxymoron if ever there was one-- Chandler's Band concerts in the bandstand and cannons. Both of these look off endlessly towards Casco Bay and the hustle and bustle of Portland's working waterfront. There are days when I park alone with a coffee or lunch and peer out over the 'big pond'. I enjoy the solitude and just for a few idle moments dream about me in another life, another time. I've always enjoyed watching the tugs pushing around the big tankers. I admire them. Little guys doing an overwhelming job, reaching far beyond their potential. It's a soothing spot; it's a dreaming spot. It's a fine spot for me, regardless of the season. I'm at home here... always have been, always will be.
Today, Elenka and I are celebrating 36 years of wedded bliss. Where did that time go? Lovya!