Rusted Top

Another guessing game. What do you think this might be? Well, if you wagered that it was the rusted edge of a cupola, you would be correct. Pick up your winnings at the window. I found it in the parking lot at an antique shop near Bayside. Portland, with its long seafaring tradition, has lots of them sprinkled across the Hill, riding high and searching out towards the Atlantic. I envy some of the finer places here, with there window-lined cupolas funneling in the morning sunlight. Oh, to climb up the stairs with a good book and spend a few hours on comfortable cushions, soaking in the 360 degree look and in the company of fine pages.