mostly grey, with a chance of orange
Moving on, now, from the meetinghouse for a few day’s worth of photos from Portland, which was a city I feel in love with the minute I arrived in town.
(Or, probably, it was within the first hour, when I discovered the deliciousness that is Hazelnut Porter. Raising a glass to you, Sea Dog Brewing Company.)
But anyway, here’s a bit of color that I found late one afternoon on the daily stroll down the Custom House Wharf.
Portland, Maine
photographed 3.15.2026
(im)perfection
I liked the way that worn wood reflected light. I like that big window. And the frescoes on the walls are nice, too. The low angle seemed right.
But mostly, I made this shot to honor that one baluster was leaning all the way over on its neighbor. Because that’s what neighbors are for, right?
South Solon Meetinghouse
Solon, Maine
photographed 3.21.2026




