Friday, November 26, 2010
OK. I've been to Nepal, China and the UAE, but not Maine. MAJOR oversight on my part. Right now, southern Maine - specifically Ogunquit - is poised between fall and winter (although based on temperature, trending rapidly toward the latter). It is simultaneously spare and rich, with austere white clapboards juxtaposed with brilliantly hued and magnificent scenerary. Oh yeah. The restaurants combine haute cuisine with the finest, fresh ingredients. So our post-Thanksgiving quest for sustenance will undoubtedly end well. To get a feel for this wonderful place I've landed, here are a few photos below.
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| The spareness of winter. |
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| White house. |
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| Sunset. |
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This blog's title comes from Ariel's Song in Shakespeare's The Tempest.
Full fathom five they father lies,
Of his bones are coral made,
Those are pearsl that were his eyes;
Nothing of him doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
into something rich and strange.
Full fathom five they father lies,
Of his bones are coral made,
Those are pearsl that were his eyes;
Nothing of him doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
into something rich and strange.
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