Luckily, I got Vaughn interested in going back up to Bangor to photograph the unexpected nature at the mall with her good equipment (she being a photographer and all). True, by the time we were almost there we started feeling guilty about all that optional driving with its attendant CO2 emissions, but it would have been pointless to turn around.
At about 7:00 on Sunday morning we had the place to ourselves.
As I said elsewhere, beauty lurks on the boundary line. It turns out I wasn’t kidding myself. There is a great deal that is beautiful in this little valley surrounded by pavement and stores. It is hidden in plain sight. There’s no secret to finding it: just walk. Here is what strikes me more and more: it is a short walk to something beautiful, but this is a walk we usually don’t take.
These are some of my efforts from early Sunday morning.
P.S. The stream has a name, and it isn’t Best Buy Creek. According to the USGS map, it’s really called Penjajawoc Stream.
(More in Pro. Pei #11)