what we have here is a failure to communicate

I had a lovely time in Kennebunk over Christmas. It is always fun to go somewhere you haven’t been in a while – even if it is a place where you spent much of your life. Driving around in Kennebunkport, or out along Parson’s Way brings back many memories and at the same time feels like a new experience.

As I am getting more and more in to photography, I made sure that I got to the beaches to take some pictures, and at sunset specifically. I have been reading books about light and composition, so I kind of knew what I was looking for.

A walk on Parson’s Beach with my Dad was especially nice, as the sun was just going down, and there were a lot of ways to play with exposure – which I am just figuring out how to do on my digital camera. I got some shots I was quite pleased with.

It took me a long time to see the beauty in Maine, coming from the vastly different landscape of New Mexico, but now that my eyes are opened I just can’t get over it. Every day there is something new and fantastic happening in the sky, or along the coast, mixed up with the ocean, or playing in the mountains.

It’s a pretty special place.