It was a rainy, dreary evening in Portsmouth, N.H. Â The fog and mist reminded one of a london pea soup. Â Walking across the Memorial Bridge, closed now to traffic, being readied for demolition,
I caught sight of this dreary boathouse on the Kittery, ME side of the river.
It was that kind of an evening. Â Being however a happy soul, I saw the boat house as bright, beautiful, how it might have appeared on a better evening.
After a fine lobster dinner at Warren’s in Kittery, ME, we walked back across the bridge and found ourselves in the middle of a celebration of the bridge, and one of the best firework shows I’ve seen, made even better by the pea soup.
Waiting for the bus, I became entranced by this church steeple in the fog.
Portsmouth is a nice little city, and I recommend it as a place to visit.
