Jennifer Steen Booher

Waiting for the Perseids

The Milky Way seen from the Bar Harbor Yacht Club pier, looking back toward the mainland. 20 seconds, f3.5, ISO 800, 28mm. (Really wish I’d remembered a wider lens.)  

I’ve decided we need a new verb, and I propose adapting ‘to mother’ to describe the times when one decides in one’s capacity as Mother that the family will do something whether they like it or not. It is not precisely a synonym for ‘to bully’ and usually involves motherly statements like “You’ll be glad you did” or “You’ll remember this when you’re old and have forgotten all about the video game you’d rather be playing.” Also, “You can sleep anytime, the stars are falling right now.”

So I mothered the whole family, including my very patient in-laws, into trekking out to a nice dark place around 10:30 last night to see if the Perseid meteor shower had started. We did see several dramatic shooting stars, and my son clambered into a rowboat to show us the bio-luminescent ripples around its oars. It was dark and peaceful out on the floats, and we could see the lights of Bar Harbor not too far off.

The show should peak tonight, so if you are in the Northern Hemisphere try to get out somewhere really dark. I plan to go back out around midnight by myself. I drag the others out on principle – it’s my job as Mom to make damn sure they see miracles and build a little character – but trying to be Mom and Photographer at the same time rarely works. By the time I set up the camera and tripod basically blind (and then fetch my red-light headlamp from whomever has borrowed it so I can read my camera settings) and take a few 20-second exposures, everyone else is cold and ready to go home. Last night I had less moral authority than usual since I’d already made everyone sit through a two-and-a-half-hour performance of A Midsummer Night’s Dream, so we called it quits after 30 minutes. I’m a loving tyrant.

Do you go star-gazing? What’s your favorite place?

P.S. I’m still learning how to take this sort of photograph – I’ve got a Pinterest board full of night photography tutorials if you’re interested.

P.P.S. And if you want regular updates on meteor showers, solar flares and other cool space activity, you can sign up for email bulletins from SpaceWeather.

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Renovating, Part 2

I’ve got a few more photos from the renovation for you.
 The third bedroom is a long way from finished, but we love the deep underwater blue and the graphic shapes of the hubcaps. Any ideas for a very crisp, unfussy window treatment?
 The new swing just barely fits – we’ll need to repaint the porch walls regularly where it bumps them! It’s awfully comfortable, though, and long enough to lie down on. I plan to do a lot of reading here.
One of the biggest projects was re-doing the front steps. We completely ripped out the old concrete and replaced it with solid granite stairs and a dry-laid bluestone landing. Now comes the fun part – choosing little creeping plants to line the edges and tuck between the steps!
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Renovating

I live in Bar Harbor, Maine, which is both stunningly beautiful and very popular with travelers. About six weeks ago we decided to rent our house out weekly this summer, and I went on a renovating rampage. We’ve lived here for fifteen years, had two children, become the neighborhood hang-out, and frequently throw impromptu potluck dinner parties for twenty people. And I never did learn to clean properly. Boy, did it show! Everything was scratched, dented, stained, or just sort of worn out. But I’ve been painting and clearing out and scrubbing for six weeks and I think I’m finally beginning to see a difference.
These are the photos I took for the rental agent, and they’re a bit impersonal because we had to clear out so much, but even without the aardvark shell and my great-grandmother’s portrait and the childrens’ clay handprints and my rhinestone jewelry collection I think the house is still pretty darn quirky. Wait til you see my son’s room – we’re leaving the hubcap collection because it’s just too cool to take down. Maybe in the fall when all the weird stuff comes out of storage I’ll remember to photograph it.

The master bedroom is my favorite right now. I love the bright colors! The orange lampshades are a little too much with the blue, though, so those will probably get re-covered in a red fabric to go with the curtains. Eventually.

First I have to find the prisms that are missing from the chandelier and get rid of the piles of stuff that are lying just outside the range of the viewfinder. The first renters are due in two weeks – wish me luck!

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The Asticou Azalea Garden, Northeast Harbor, Maine

The Asticou Azalea Garden is a local landmark, and like most locals, I rarely manage to visit our landmarks during their seasons. You New Yorkers out there, betcha only visit the Statue of Liberty when you’ve got enthusiastic houseguests, right? Same here.
Well, I finally made it to the Azalea Garden during peak bloom this week for the first time in seven years. Wow, what a show! Most of the year it is a calm Japanesque garden in shades of green and white, with granite bridges and a dry sand garden. In June, though, it goes from tea ceremony serenity to full-on Kabuki glitz. 
Azaleas in flaming orange, hot pink, vivid purple …
and a few calmer patches of pale pinks and lavenders.  There are lots other rare and unusual plants here, many of them moved here from Reef Point (Beatrix Farrand‘s estate in Bar Harbor) when that garden was dismantled in the 1950s. This beauty:
is Paeonia obovata var. willmottiae, a woodland peony. I find that purple center mesmerizing.
For anyone planning a visit, the Garden is open during daylight hours from May through October. If you’re anywhere nearby, go quickly, it’s in full bloom right now!

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Beachcombing series No.69 (Old Orchard Beach, Maine; April 27 and 29, 2013)

Old Orchard Beach, Maine; April 27 and 29, 2013

Old Orchard Beach is a classic Southern Maine tourist destination, with a long sand beach, a restaurant-lined pier, and an amusement park. I’d been there once in the summer when my kids were little, and just about lost my mind with all the crowds and the heat (and the over-excited toddlers.) In April, I love it. This time was gorgeous, sunny but not hot, and lots of people (but not crowds) were out enjoying the sudden end of a long winter. The beachcombing finds are a little different from what I see here in the north, most notably the skate egg case in the middle. I’ve never found one of those on Mount Desert Island. If you’re not familiar with them, skates look a bit like rays (you’ve probably seen photos of manta rays), and we have seven species here in the North Atlantic. I can’t tell which one this is.

Also in this photo are razor clam shells (Ensis directus), driftwood, sea glass, coralline (Corallina officinalis), a moon snail shell (Lunatia heros), a sanddollar (Echinarachnius parma), a blue mussel shell (Mytilus edulis), a lobster-claw band, a feather, an acorn, and an Atlantic Oyster shell (Crassostrea virginica). The snails and the oyster are shells I don’t see often on my home turf. And the driftwood was fantastic. I have to say that Old Orchard Beach in late April was a treasure trove of small, beautifully rounded driftwood bits. There was even one piece, just above the egg case, that formed a perfect ring (but is just a little too small for my fingers.)

All together a very happy day of hunting!
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I’ve been translated into Gallifreyan

Deconstructed Pocket Watches

Much to my astonishment, one of my photos was posted on the Dr. Who tumblr, where someone thinks this looks like Gallifreyan writing. Dr. Who is one of those shows I’ve been meaning to watch for years. I probably first started intending to watch it in the late 70s, and have been a regular non-watcher ever since, so I have no idea what Gallifreyan letters look like. But in one of those peculiar coincidences novelists like so much, I have a two-day series of medical tests coming up that will leave me alone in a hotel room in another city, and I had just announced to my friends that I plan to use the time to catch up on Dr. Who. So by the end of next month I may be able to say whether the Tumblr comment was true or not.

Incidentally, the photo has been re-posted 4,236 times so far, which unquestionably means it has been orphaned from the original link and is floating out in cyberspace, and I am kicking myself for not having put my name on it. I started signing everything I post online about a year ago, but haven’t gone back to update older work. Ah well, if you see these watches in your internet travels, say hi for me, ok?

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Sand Patterns, Ogunquit, Maine

 The beaches at Ogunquit had an amazing variety of patterns left by wind and wave action. I couldn’t stop taking photos of them:

Maybe because my home shoreline is so rocky, sand fascinates me. There’s a marvelous blog called Through the Sandglass whose author, Michael Welland, offers up fascinating tidbits about the physics of sand movement, creatures that dwell in sand (like the sand skink, which swims right through it!), and other sand-oriented info.

Yes, that stretch of beach was really and truly pink. I believe the color comes from nearby formations of pink granite. Doesn’t it look like strawberry frosting?

June 2, 2013
P.S. Just found out the pink in pink granite (and therefore in this sand) comes from a mineral called  feldspar.
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Ogunquit, Maine

My sister and I ran away to Ogunquit a couple of weeks ago, and I got to play tourist in my own state. It was awesome! The company was great (yay, sis!), the weather was idyllic, and the town was adorable. Every morning I woke around seven and went straight out for a long walk along the beach.

 On my way back to meet up with my sister (whose circadian clock runs about two and a half hours later than mine) I stopped at the Bread and Roses Bakery for a chai latte. Wow, those were good – not too sweet, with lots of cardamom. And such nice people, too.

They do have rocks in Ogunquit:

but the star of the town is their incredibly long, sandy beach.
I had lots of company on my walks:
 eiders ducks in the waves,
 periwinkles in the tidepools,
seagulls keeping an eye on me in case I had something edible,
a curious mockingbird inspecting my camera,
 and my sister!

Ogunquit has the tiniest, cutest, most-likely-to-end-up-at-Disneyland harbor I’ve ever seen. Even the signage was quaint. It’s hard to believe that the expensive hotels and summer homes can coexist with working lobster boats (which have really loud engines and start work at the crack of dawn.) I guess they’ve made it work somehow, and good for them!

A few more picturesque buildings:

I’ll close with my two favorite photos from the weekend:
 A Blue Mussel shell in my favorite purply-blue,
and an extremely self-expressed gathering of gulls.
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Beachcombing series No.68: The Shore Path, November 3, 2012

The Shore Path, Bar Harbor, Maine; November 3, 2012 (Beachcombing series No.68)
Well now, here’s the very last Beachcombing still life from 2012, number 68. After number 67 sat on my light table for six months I felt guilty, somehow, as if I’d been procrastinating on a process that should have been much more efficient. But when I finally got the test prints back, I really really liked the photo. It seemed brighter and more balanced and somehow more satisfying than many I did last year. And I like this one a lot. So maybe my object-arranging-mojo needed a break. I spent a lot of the winter inland, too. You’ll have noticed there are photos of snowstorms and beavers and fox cubs and frog eggs, but there haven’t been any beaches yet this year. It certainly wasn’t a conscious decision, just that when I’ve wandered, my feet have been going into the swamps and the woods this spring rather than down to the shore. But a couple of weeks ago I took a mini-vacation with my sister and we spent two days walking along the coast in Ogunquit, Maine. It’s taken me a long time to edit all the photos, but very soon you’ll get a nice, long post full of views of southern Maine beaches. It was so exotic – they have sand over there!Common Periwinkle (Littorina littorea), driftwood, schist and granite beach stones, lobster-claw band, Dog Whelk (Nucella lapillus), White Pine cone (Pinus strobus), Rockweed (I think it’s Fucus distichus) covered with Coiled Tube Worms (Spirorbis spirillum), rope, Blue Mussel (Mytilus edulis), Red Pine cone (Pinus resinosa), Coralline (Corallina officinalis), sea brick.

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