Dare we hope for a run of good weather? I was coming back from an errand to get a copy of the Sunday Globe and saw a couple of shots I wanted to take. I returned to the bus for the camera and went back. Good pictures are usually only fleetingly available. The sun angle on the water was causing every wave top to be sparkling, and a nearly high tide made the Belfast harbor look like a field of diamonds...or at least rhinestones. Alas, by the time I returned, the moment was gone. I took the picture anyway. The other picture identifies the river. Don't try to pronounce it without adult supervision. Try wrapping your tongue around "pa-SAG-ah-suh-WA-keg".
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