One of my favorite spots last summer was the relatively new Bug Light Park in South Portland. I could walk to it from the Betsy Ross House, where Mom now lives. And I did, during Hurricane Irene, which had been reduced to a tropical storm by the time it reached us. These pictures were taken that day. There are high-rise condos near there, looking out over Casco Bay. Maybe that's where I'll retire!
I resolved to stitch up this wonderful landmark. I already owned a kit, which didn't look too exciting. I've started on it and there's A LOT OF WHITE, naturally. I found another and purchased it this fall.
I plan to stitch both of these up and then frame my photographs and my stitching as a collage.
For both of them, I will not stitch the word "Breakwater," because, to me, it'll always be Bug Light.
This morning, the 3rd morning of the long weekend, when I was able to SLEEP IN, I woke up to flurries outside my window here in Mason, Ohio. It is NOW officially winter in my world.
