Waterville On Dusky November In 2013

          Last Friday I visited the city of Waterville,my own personal town of birth. What you see above you is the main street of the city during rush hour. While within the last two decades this city fell into some disrepair due mainly to political problems from within,there was and still is a strong spark of life in this city that simply refuses to become extinct. Times might have been difficult within that two decades time,even to the point where it seemed as if national stability would collapse altogether. Yet perhaps the cohesion of a number of urban communities such as says all it needs to say. What you see above you was about where my photographic journey through Waterville started and went on through dusk.

                These buildings were not facing the direct sun when these were taken. On the other hand,the light of the sunset was powerful enough to show its various hues through these different windows.

        

















              In the center of town was this blue bicycle rack I'd never seen before. It seemed to depict different people-children,women and men looking upward stridently
as they walked down a suspension bridge. This unique idea struck me somehow. Thought it would have a similar effect to others as well.

            

        

















                   Kohlrabi,in this particular case the purple variety is a fairly hearty cultivar of cabbage that is actually relatively hard to grow in my area of the country due perhaps to heavy clay like nature of much of the soil. Its a relatively rare vegetable yet is one of my favorites. Needless to say,although it is precisely the season for its growth on the Northeast coastline,I was very surprised to see Purple Kohlrabi growing in the center of Waterville.

                                                                                       

         What you see here are segments of the Lebanese Heritage Mural,painted by its designer Kevin James along with Pat Burdick. Interestingly enough,the wonderful Lebanese restaurant George's was burnt out by a fire several years ago and has been succeeded by another restaurant since. But this is one of the most potently beautiful displays of outdoor public art within an hour of where I live. And I would like to dedicate this display to Mr.James,Mr Burdick and anyone else contributing to the creative beautification of Waterville.