Bright red on a grey day
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Weekend Three

If you’re a beach person you already know that your best visits don’t have to be during the summer season.  That is how we came to be down there on a cold February day; we shared the stark landscape with fishermen and the ever-present seagulls.  

We walked the shoreline for a mile or so but decided to return through the town path to avoid having the wind blow in our faces.  It was there that I captured a beautiful shed as my youngest son got ahead of us.  His grey sweatshirt in perfect contrast to the bright red.

This is Maine
Golden Gate Bridge - Morning rush hour
Stair rail Eastern State Pennitentiary
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Some call it The End but today it's The Beginning.
Lonely road to nowhere.

Mystery

My daughter is obsessed with creepy places.

On her 13th birthday, she asked me to take her and her cousin (they share an addiction to the tv show Ghost Adventures, and refer to one other as “creepy cousins”) to Pilgrim State Psychiatric Center in Brentwood, NY. So I packed them into the maxi van and headed east.

We spent a few hours walking around the buildings and looking through dirty and broken windows. The desolation and deterioration were a contrast to the bright, sunny August afternoon. Though it was hot, a light breeze blew just enough to rustle the leaves on a road no longer travelled. It seemed to call out to us. It was an unsettling experience. Where did it lead? Who used it?

We never found out.

Front entrance Pilgrim State

Front entrance Pilgrim State

One of many broken windows.

One of many broken windows.

What is this thing?

What is this thing?

View from inside the creepy tower looking up.

View from inside the creepy tower looking up.