PHOTOGRAPHER'S JOURNAL: So many times the underdocks have drawn my eye to where reflected pilings open another world, a place of shimmering darkness, passageways, snails, barnacles, ropes and chains that dip and drip beneath the gleaming harbor's surface. Night in the underdocks brings a different world, a place of silent iridescence. Whither this stairway while Bass Harbor sleeps, my last shot before leaving the herring dock?
4 comments:
Amazing! It could be some buildings in Chicago... ;))
Chicago! Not hardly. Thanks for stopping by.
I mean, there are some fancy appartments with garage fr boats, so that you arrive at home by the lake... ;))
Now i understand the allusion. However, this is as far from "fancy," as one can get.
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