it could have been magic
I mean, it did feel somewhat like magic, with the purple door and orange trim, the low light, the bounced light, the salt air.
And anyway, who am I to argue with Chaddy’s Emporium and their signage? Surely they wouldn’t say it if it weren’t a fact.
Camp Ellis Beach, Maine
photographed 9.16.2025
legs
Look! More from the off season. It is really sort of silly how much I enjoy this photo.
Old Orchard Beach, Maine
photographed 9.14.2025
beachcomber
I believe that seeing things in the off-season (like this beach and amusement park) is somehow related to my affection for looking around the back of buildings.
And I know without a doubt that I much prefer quieter, duller amusement parks to their mid-summer counterparts.
Old Orchard Beach, Maine
photographed 9.14.2025
under the church
The church was locked.
So all I was left with was peeking underneath it; I’ll admit that the view is really pretty dull but I do like the way the wood lattice on the other side reminds me of leaded glass windows.
Also – while “St. Brendan” might sound like the patron saint of golf shirts or something, he’s actually the patron saint of sailors, travelers, and whales. And if you only take one thing away from this post, I hope it will be that whales have their own saint.
St. Brendan’s Chapel
Benneford Pool, Maine
photographed 9.19.2025
our dear mother
The front of this headstone said “Our Dear Mother” and the intricate carving did indicate that they did hold their mother dear. It was all lovely and was enhanced by the fall colors of the lichen.
Oak Hill Cemetery
Newburyport, Massachusetts
photographed 9.18.2025
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