I went for a walk across the bridge tonight, Modern Philosophers, to get that beer I mentioned in the poem I published earlier.
What a gorgeous night to be out for a stroll, and I’m so glad I had the phone’s camera available to take some photos.
Thought you might enjoy going out for a little fresh air with me.
The sun was still in the sky when I left The House on the Hill, but it had set by the time I was ready to walk home.
Now you can decide what you think of Maine in night and day…
I really love this photo, Modern Philosophers. The sun is setting over Bangor, and it is reflected in the Penobscot River. So peaceful and beautiful…
The sky and water were so blue, but you can see the bright sun trying to force its way into the shot from the right side of the photo.
After another loud, bustling day in the office, this shot allowed me a much needed moment of Zen. Perhaps I should make this my screensaver at work…
My side of the Penobscot River as seen from the Bangor side of the bridge. Obviously, I live on the good side of the river!
This is my favorite of all the photos I took on my walk. I love the sky behind the silhouetted city of Bangor, the rippling river, and just enough of the oncoming traffic to give the shot a little action.
How can you look at this photo and not love Maine?
My side of the river again, this time, taken right at the town line. That church belfry to the right looks so gorgeous at night, but I couldn’t quite capture it with the camera phone…
The sky looked so much more colorful when I viewed this one on my phone. Nice job screwing up the beauty of it all, WordPress!
Trust me, the night sky was amazing. If only I had a better camera. Thank goodness my followers have amazing imaginations and can simply picture it in their minds…
The House on the Hill awaits on the other side of the bridge. It’s been a long day, so it’s nice to be home.
In case you’re curious from reading the poem that came before this…yes, the Lightweight Champion has retained his title. I’m not going to tell you what I’ve done in my tipsy state, but let’s just say I used my words.
Hope you enjoyed this little night and day walking tour of Bangor. Goodnight!
Now I have Frank in my head… Day and night..night and day… Love it!
You are on a Sinatra kick lately!
You’re the lightweight champion? Are you sure? Did I ever tell you about the night I met my husband – he had just a couple sips of cheap rose wine and got all flushed and giggly, talking about how when he drinks “things” tend to happen. It was really cute.
Or was it just an act he used to charm you? Think about it… 🙂
Beautiful! But no way could I survive the winters there lol. I’m such a delicate flower.
As am I… 🙂
Ah, so know I now, you’re a romantic at heart.
I thought that was obvious…
Lovely walk this time of year. I’m afraid the winters would be too much for me, even though I survived 7 years in South Dakota and Minnesota.
Yes, they are too much for me, too. 🙂
Nothing like the air in Maine! (I used to spend summers in NE)
I’m out on the porch enjoying it now. 🙂
This is a beautiful post, Austin. I love the bridge work, day and night, night and day. Your camera phone did it justice. Yes, it undoubtedly looked better with the eye, but this is pretty darn great, my friend. Indeed.
Thanks. My eyes see beautiful things. 🙂
These photos sure beat the winter time blues and mountains of snow, now I wouldn’t mind living up there in the springtime. Glad you retained your lightweight champion status…I think 🙂
I just ended up making one crazy phone call, but I was otherwise a good Lightweight Champion. 🙂
One crazy call is all you need. I’d say that was successful. Any more than that there’d be trouble 😉
My thoughts as well. 🙂
Do you know, the earth is very beautiful? And while my sunset might be your sunrise (or my sunset might be your midnight, or small hours, or blazing afternoon hours), your part of the earth looks very much like mine. When the evening lights shine on the water I think of very nice summer dinners on the waterside. I never had one of those. They sound fantastic. Very enjoyable pictures! I hope you enjoyed your walk also.
Thank you. It followed a date and I needed the walk to clear my head. 🙂
Unless you ended up on stage doing bird calls to “Yellow Bird” – when you don’t even know bird calls, with all of your co-workers, after one glass of wine, my title is safe. Being called Tweety each morning at work for a year means I earned it fair and square. It also meant it was time to give up alcohol for good! 🙂 I’m betting you called your old girlfriend though. If so, I reluctantly pass the title.
Beautiful pics! Thanks for the tour.
I might have called The Girl Who Moved Away. Maybe…