New Friends – Day 56

I can’t wait to share some of the “new friends” I made on my visit to PTown.

Like this little Sweetheart who was SUCH a wonderful surprise!

Coming SOON…;)


Kingfisher, by the Side of the Road – Day 44

I’ve always been a sucker for a bird on a wire….

And when it comes to Kingfishers, I always seems to “catch” them on the fly when I am driving.

Fortunately, this Lady was engrossed in her fishing expedition, and so I was able to capture a few stolen moments…

More to come of this Lovely Lady!   ❤

Nauset Light – Seeing an Old Familiar Beacon with New Eyes

I hadn’t visited Nauset Light in Eastham in years.

And what a story this glorious beacon has to tell!

The original lighthouse station in Eastham was built in 1838 and comprised of three 15-foot tall brick lighthouse towers named The Three Sisters.

In 1892 because of land erosion The Three Sisters were replaced with three 22-foot tall towers made of wood and moved further inland. Further erosion required the dismantling of the towers in 1911; two were sold at auction and the third moved back even further, attached to the lighthouse keeper’s house and installed with a Fresnel lens.

Yet that is still not the end of the story!

In 1923 the wooden lighthouse in Eastham was retired and replaced with a 48-foot high brick-lined cast iron tower that had been moved over from Chatham; twin to the Chatham Lighthouse that is still there today.

The Light was repainted in the 1940’s in its familiar red and white colors. Potato chip lovers will recognize it as the lighthouse used in the logo for Cape Cod Potato Chips!  😉

Yet standing there, after an absence of many years, the only thing I could think of was how tall it seemed back when I was a little girl standing in that very same spot!

And with my new passion for photography, it was as if I were seeing it all for the very first time.

Some things were new – like the two rotating aerobeacons that had replaced the Fresnel lens in 1981.

I was mesmerized as I watched it flash first red…

Then white.

Red, then white.

And I noticed that when you stood in just the right spot, right up close to the base of the tower and looked up…

You could see through the window on the lower white level of the tower…

Straight through to blue sky out the red-painted window one level up on the other side!  😉

I probably loved the black lantern top the most…

With the tiny porthole windows just below it…

And the iron guard rail at the very top…

With its dozen or so finials pointing skyward.

As we turned to head back down the hill it felt like I had just visited with a very dear, very old friend.

One that I hoped to visit again and this time — much, much sooner!  😉

Note: To learn more about the fascinating history of Nauset Light please visit the Nauset Light website.

Goodnight, Chatham Light Beach – November 18, 2018

There was such a magical glow to everything last evening at Lighthouse beach in Chatham.

The sun had set and the water was at times, still as glass.

Ducks, gulls and Eiders fished just offshore…

Conversing with great gusto.

We came upon a solitary Sanderling…

Searching for bites to eat from the crab shells scattered along the shore.

And as I looked back at the lighthouse behind me, rising statuesque against the clouds…

The Constance Sea was comin’ home with her catch for the day.

Covered with a flock of gulls, eager for some sushi tidbits.

Just one of the daily rituals in a fishing village like Chatham.


It’s Good to be Back

When I started this entry today I couldn’t believe it’s been over a month since I last blogged and I have really missed it!

When I get busy, I will often post my photos on my Facebook page, however these have not been making it to my blog!

So starting now I am going to try and blog first, then funnel everything over to Facebook.

In the meantime here is one of my very favorite images this fall.

I was out photographing at Ridgevale Beach, right around sunset.

And I kept hearing two Great Blue Herons “conversing” out in the marsh that’s near the beach.

Suddenly UP they both flew, one chasing the other.

Then, all went quiet.

After a time I spotted one of the Great Blues flying out over the water, against the pinkest sunset sky.

Here is that magical moment…