Monday, August 9, 2010

The old paths

Random shot of cute baby in blue

And so begins a few shots of a night that has become a bit of a tradition for me. The Plymouth historical society houses a reenactment of a puritan service. We walk up the original road, up the original hill, we ascend to the site of fort. We pause and sing Psalm 100. We stand where they stood. We sang what they sang. After a word of prayer, we descend in silence. It is a time to remember. Remember the sacrifices of our fathers.

Looking back through the tunnel of time ...

...  and ... is there light at the end of the tunnel?

Do I remember this shot from last year?

The forgotten Pilgrim Family Hathaxamas

Another amazing tradition

Dinner on the beach

Two chilly Willies

For "nourishment"

Never Forget Why They Came!

Well, it's time to go.

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