Journeys: Adams Massachusetts

Showing posts with label Adams Massachusetts. Show all posts

Showing posts with label Adams Massachusetts. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Massachusetts and Maine - Family Visit

I spent the week around the Fourth of July visiting my family in western Massachusetts. I grew up in the town of Adams, a beautiful small town with typical New England character at the base of the highest mountain in Massachusetts. I am always surprised at how green the landscape looks; I've become accustomed to the drier, browner state of Utah where trees and plants don't completely obscure the view.

Park Street view in Adams

Old smokestacks from Adams' industrial days

Mt. Greylock - the highest mountain in Massachusetts

The day after the 4th, I joined my Dad and Gram on a day trip to southeast Maine. Despite growing up in Massachusetts, I think this was my first official trip to Maine. We spent some time enjoying the beautiful beach towns of Kittery, York Harbor, Ogunquit, and Kennebunkport before heading back to Adams late in the evening. It was a great day trip, complete with lighthouses and beach time.

Nubble Lighthouse

Along the Marginal Way Walk

Along the Marginal Way Walk

Kennebunkport loves Bush

Thanks for the fun day, Dad and Gram!

Gram and Dad at Nubble Light House

Saturday, August 5, 2006

Massachusetts - Family Visit

The last week in July I headed home to Massachusetts to visit the family. Massachusetts in the summer is so pretty and green (I forget how green things are back home after living in the desert for so many years) - it's too bad the winters are so long and gross .. otherwise i might be tempted to move back. Here are some pics...

home sweet home

the back yard

windsor pond

uncle, mum, gran, and dad at camp - windsor pond

the semi-evil puppy

sister slaving away

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"One final paragraph of advice: do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am – a reluctant enthusiast….a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards"

-- Edward Abbey

"The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls. "

-- John Muir

"To be whole. To be complete. Wildness reminds us what it means to be human, what we are connected to rather than what we are separate from."

-- Terry Tempest Williams

"There may be people who feel no need for nature. They are fortunate, perhaps. But for those of us who feel otherwise, who feel something is missing unless we can hike across land disturbed only by our footsteps or see creatures roaming freely as they have always done, we are sure there should be wilderness. Species other than man have rights, too. Having finished all the requisites of our proud, materialistic civilization, our neon-lit society, does nature, which is the basis for our existence, have the right to live on? Do we have enough reverence for life to concede to wilderness this right?"

-- Margaret E. Murie

"I have always been unsatisfied with life as most people live it. Always I want to live more intensely and richly. Why muck and conceal one's true longings and loves, when by speaking of them one might find someone to understand them, and by acting on them one might discover oneself?"

-- Everett Ruess