As September, and the summer, comes to an end I decided to try to capture a few images of the Belfast harbor. I wanted a late afternoon sun and a high tide. I drove down to the pedestrian bridge across the Passagassawaukeag River. Pronounce it with the accent on the "sag". The platoon of seagulls are perched on the old cannery. At one time there were hopes that it would become condos. Now it has become an ugly battle between the town and the developer. The second shot is taken up-river. The third shot shows a cormorant on a mooring and a couple of gulls. The last is a wide-angle view of the Belfast harbor.
The temperature today approached 80 degrees. The title of the blog today is "Indian Summer". It really isn't. By definition an Indian Summer is a warm spell after the first frost of the season. We haven't had a frost; therefore we haven't had an Indian Summer. Everyone was back in shorts, however. We were all set to resume outside happy hours, but as the sun went down, we moved inside and watched the Braves with Jeri. Rick and Judy Feyler will be driving up from Owl's Head to join us for lunch tomorrow.
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