Wednesday, June 22, 2016

"The Home of Craft Everything"

Even tight accommodations look better in the morning.  Magda and Joe slept in the top bunk of our creaky loft bed.


Claustrophobia quickly sent us in search of the Holy Donut, highly ranked by people who care about such things.  Potato flour is the secret ingredient.


 
An early morning stroll took us past some nice homes, pretty flowers, and old buildings.









John Ford, the film director, is another of Portland's favorite sons.  His late-career Western, "The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance," was one of the first movies I ever saw.  I mostly remember its theme song.  Sung by Gene Pitney, it introduced me to Hal David and Burt Bacharach, my favorite songwriting team.


Murals depicting Portland's maritime past adorn the covered piers.



We bought tickets on a commuter ferry to see more of the city's waterfront.


Some of the city's more modern forms of transportation provided momentary distractions until it was time to board.  Who can resist a beer-swilling mermaid?



We also popped into a gallery where the owner/artist, who belonged to the class of "Mad Men" before retiring, shrewdly agreed to be photographed with a pair of prospective customers.  Joe and Magda have seen his work elsewhere in New England, and may add one of his paintings to their growing collection of art.




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