A photo journal after the storm documenting and comparing a few iconic and sweeping Gloucester vistas on January 7, 2018, when all was white ice frozen, and again after the Great Thaw on January 13 2018.
Gloucester Motif- the house boat in view just before the turn off at Nichols
The Little House boat in the great frozen salt marsh reminded me of a mash up of two of Virginia Lee Burton’s children’s picture books inspired by Gloucester — Little House and Katy and the Big Snow. Here’s the little floating houseboat after the thaw at low tide January 13, 2018.
At high tide earlier in the day, January 13
Good Harbor Beach drive by three days after the storm
Good Harbor Beach salt marsh drive by one week after the storm and great thaw
Below the read more break: additional winter comparison photos (icebergs on the marsh by Lobster Land, Good Harbor Beach parking lot, Good Harbor Beach salt marsh, Stoney Cove pier at Little River & Annisquam River)
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On lucky mornings, there’s time enough to chase the sky. This motif has an emotional cue as well as visual. I was thinking of my parents, early risers, and phases of twilight as a dominant pull. I’m no accidental reverencer. Scratch that. I am. I barely check the weather forecast. The closest I came to regularly checking the weather forecast was the dead simple (and defunct) ‘Umbrella Today’, an early iPad download and sweet routine with my kids.
What do you think of this simple planning tool, Suncalc, for tracking the sun’s path at a particular location? It itemizes those twilight phases so it might be useful for plan-ahead types. Artists may find it easier for setting up shots or an easel; organize your garden, layout solar panels, orient a home with windows and trees sited to save energy, design the most comfortable and practical floor plan for an outdoor event, etc.
From where I was standing the same viewpoint on 11/21/16 was all sky and water, morning breaking and taking an easy minute to breathe.
Ever since I was quite young, my eyesight required assistance from optics. On my first day wearing glasses I discerned individual leaves on tall chestnut trees. I was thunderstruck by the revelation that others could observe such a vivid world with bare eyesight. Ever after ‘yet do I marvel’. I’m no artist, obviously. Snapshots are a reference tool or record for research and writing. On this day I was overjoyed observing the fleeting moment, snapping off to my side without looking through the phone. Later a bit of my thoughts were about iconography and series guiding unaided eyes–and no splitting hairs (poetry, photography, impressionism, music.) What series guide you? I’d be happy to share another motif Monday.