Cleaning up

Here are some extra photos taken over the past two weeks.

Say! This tent is wet!

I'll bet you never saw a tent

As wet

As I let this wet tent get.

 --- with apologies to Dr. Seuss

Photo below is one of the mill ruins found in this region. Many took forest trees that farmers cleared for crops and processed them into wood pulp for the tanning industry. Necessary at the time, perhaps -- but the day when the great forests once again can support the diversity of life they once did? Not soon.

These three- and four-story stone walls still standing straight and tall after a century or two speak to the talents of the artisans and their energy, black, white, Mali, Igbo, Berber, Polish, German, Irish, Italian, a dozen other cultures. Perhaps they could have preserved more of what was already here, but they saw more pressing needs at the time.

YOU ARE WALKING ON OLD TROLLEY LINE

JUST IN BACK JIM'S POP CORN STAND     

ICE CREAM HOT-COLD SANDWICHES         

BESIDE JIM'S WAS TROLLEY STATION

ALSO PEN MAR POST OFFICE                

THIS WAS IN EARLY 1900'S                   

"Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away."

-- Percy Bysshe Shelley, Ozymandias

It's a bridge. You cross it, and mysterious things happen.