I went wandering around Methuen today in celebration of President’s Day. How the two things are related I don’t know. I just know I wanted to visit a couple of the places I have been wanting to take my camera too over the last couple of months.
The last time I did this I had a point and shoot Kodak camera. Nothing special. This time I brought a smoking Nikon D90. A real camera.
The photos that follow answer the age old question: Does the camera take great pictures or does the photographer?
The answer is clearly the photographer. These pictures are flat and bland and lifeless. If I actually knew how to compose a photo and actually execute the taking of the photograph then these would be really good. But, I am not. I want to find a how-to-not-take-boring-pictures tutorial or something but I don’t have the time to do that. Someday. Until then, you’ll have to settle for these.
I used to know the story behind this. This was supposed to be a supremely ornate entrance gate to a very wealthy man’s huge home, but it was never finished. Now it’s two huge columns off to the side of a funeral home.
I am starting to think my left leg is a ton shorter than my right. All of my pictures lean.
There is a cemetery near our house called Walnut Grove Cemetery. It dates back to the 19th century. I can’t recall if it was founded by one of the town’s most famously wealthy individuals, or if he and his family just sank a lot of money into it. I drive by this place whenever I can. There is something about it that draws me to it. It’s much more opulent than the usual cemetery. Many of the plots have markers for families along with smaller markers for individual members of those families. Something about this place just appeals to me somehow.
Inside there is a tall marker that appears to be a memorial to townspeople who fought in the Civil War. It is a tall marker with a soldier on the top and it always catches my eye.
The family name associated to the cemetery, and many of the notable places in town is Tenney. This marker is right next to a chapel that is called Tenney Chapel.
Speaking of Tenney Chapel…
The bell on top of the chapel.
The chapel gate.
Another cemetery gate.
See what I mean about flat and lifeless? See also what I mean about a family marker surrounded by markers for individual family members?
I like the steps leading up to the plot as well.
A few times I managed to take a picture of the car as well as whatever I was taking pictures of. Like I said, bad photographer.
Nice roof.
The Tenney family tomb.
The Spicket River runs alongside the Methuen Music Hall and there’s another waterfall! I had no idea.
At one point in the past some one who owned a ton of land in town took to building stone walls and various castle-like elements. I knew that story once too but can’t recall the details. It doesn’t matter other than to note there are structures that look quite a bit like battlements near this waterfall.
The bridge is route 28.
Some of the structures are in better shape than others.
Here is the music hall.
Over on the other side of the rotary on route 110 there is a restaurant called Jacksons. Right behind the restaurant is the Merrimack River. You can get right to the river bank from the parking lot. I drove past the other day while looking for a florist shop that isn’t there and saw some really cool ice flows on the river. Of course they were gone today, but I did get to see some seagulls (aka rats with wings).
The bridge is route 93.
I followed that gull as it flew past me and managed to look, though the camera lens, directly into the sun. I was still seeing spots half an hour later.
And now that my little photographic President’s day excursion is over I will celebrate the history of the USA’s highest office in a more fitting way. Folding Laundry!
God Bless America!
