In spite of the ridiculously high price of gas which promises to only get higher in the coming days, I decided that I needed to take a drive yesterday evening in an attempt to try to air out some of the cobwebs that have been cluttering up my mind. Now, I know that I just got back from a cruise to sunny places and the cobwebs should have been blown out then but alas, such was not the case so even though it was kind of gray and kind of dingy and kind of blah, I took the Nikon with me in the hopes that I could find something that might help me put into pictures that which I've been feeling. The following are what I ended up with:
All of the above were taken at the former Norwich State Hospital grounds which is currently undergoing demolition by the Town of Preston who bought the property back from the State of Connecticut. Personally I think it's a damned shame that the best they thought they could do with these beautiful structures with so much history is tear them down but what do I know? I'm just a person who finds beauty in strange places while carrying a strong belief that bulldozing over our past doesn't make it go away. State Hospitals served a very useful purpose and I would be willing to bet that they still would today if people weren't so afraid to acknowledge that yes, some people are different and structured environments were not a bad thing for them. I think that when Connecticut closed down the state hospitals and main-streamed everyone that they did a great disservice to those who called them home and probably did more harm than good but again, what do I know? I'm just one person with one opinion.
Continuing down the road I looked for something a little more peaceful and less haunting to try to settle my mood down:
The series of pictures above were taken at the Stoddard Hill Scenic Park Reserve located along the Thames River in Gales Ferry. It's not far from Norwich and a place I've been to many times over when chasing elusive trains that never seem to come down the tracks when I want them to; the railroad tracks separate the Thames River from the small cove that two swans make their home in. One of them was obviously nice enough to swim over and pose for a picture.
In looking at these pictures I've got to think that they captured my thoughts perfectly as though they're peaceful, there's just a touch of sadness in them as the sun set behind the clouds and night came up on the river. As to why I'm a bit sad, I don't know but I do know I've been spending a lot of time looking at water lately - both while on my cruise and now that I'm home again - and when I do I am reminded of a quote by W.H. Auden, "Thousands have lived without love, not one without water." I'm willing to bet that probably explains something right there, huh?
Anyhow, it's a new dawn and a new day and I'm not feeling anywhere near as melancholy as I was last night so I will see if I can get to work editing some cruise pictures as I'm sure you'd much rather see the blues and greens of the Caribbean than the gray of the Thames River - not that there's anything wrong with the Thames but it sure doesn't say "holiday", does it?