After Donna and I left Good Harbor Beach, Liv Ullmann visted Cape Ann

After Donna and I left Good Harbor Beach and Motif Number 1, Liv Ullmann visited the Cape Ann Community Cinema in Gloucester for a screening of Faithless and a personal appearance. For some reason, I think it would have interested the early Bergman, more than the Bergman that wrote The Seventh Seal. Maybe the Bergman that wrote Dreams and Port of Call, but not the Bergman that wrote The Silence.

Scott Lord Svenska Filminstitutet 1960-1975 Ingmar Bergman

She has me at a great disadvantage.

The Ghost and Mrs. Muir: Film-Poem Novel: Mystery Date

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Scott Lord: Silent Sherlock Holmes

Donna and took a shower together-which is where I first proposed to her:Hammond Castle

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I first proposed marriage to Donna in the shower. Now its tentative, but we went back last night to say I love you to each other. Point being, she's cute with her hair wet.
Hammond Castle in Gloucester- oddly enough, known to Harvard as Glosta, is one of my "beautiful places on earth". If only that, just that. Did God create Love and the Universe on the same day- I'm agnostic, beauty is truth no matter what Runes you use.

Donna and Scott: Stevie Nicks - Rhiannon (live in Boston)

Right before what would have been my favorite song from the concert, Donna and I thought it would be ok to walk up the aisle and bring her to the ladies room. She said, "I love this song." The concert hall was small enough so that I could watch the stage while waiting. We walked briskly holding hands back to our seats before the song ended. What was important was that we had to go somewhere, that instance it was back to our seats, and we were alone together as a couple while getting there: we spent a wonderful Labor Day weekend together on Good Harbor Beach so the song has a special meaning between us after our needing to hurry to catch a train. I have since found no available footage from the October concert.
I need it right now. I see now need to keep it a secret having your period can coincide with a very needed expensive vacation. Now were are back in the city and I happen to be very fond of "my Rhiannon". The last thing she happened to say before falling asleep last night was , "I love you". Holding hands in bed as well as in public.

Scott Lord

Donna and Scott:Stand Back by Stevie Nicks- Boston 3/30/11

Stevie Nicks opened the concert in October with "Stand Back". I have since found no available footage from the October oceanfront concert.

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Donna loved this performance: Stevie Nicks - Dreams (Live in Boston, 8/29/11)

Apparently, if I were to ask you to meet me where Donna and I often spend time together near Harvard, to the University, it would be on the outskirts of the Porcelain Club, know to its students by its initials and founded by some austere, if not aloof, member named McKean, which would give the title of a film-novel, The McKean Imperative. I'm borrowing it to have a coffee and its where I ran an errand for Norwegian shag rolling tobbacco.
I didn't have time to type after attending church with Donna yesterday- book of Mark and the appearance of angels after the resurrection finished and onto the book of James. But she does like to sing in church and we had a beautiful time, after which she took me to dinner again, cheeseburgers and coffee, before our going shopping.
Not only does she truly enjoy singing in church, she loved this live performance by Stevie Nicks and was singing and swaying the night of the concert.

Scott Lord

Donna and I went to the Fitz Hugh Lane House after dark: skimming biography of Winslow Homer

Before going to Bearskin Neck, Donna and went to the Fitz Hugh Lane House after dark during our Labor Day stay on Good Harbor Beach.
It rejuvenated my interest and I have been skimming a biography of Winslow Homer. There are paintings of his of Gloucester Harbor and apparently he liked the people in Annisquam, but two of his works are particularly masterful: The Look Out and Eight Bells.
I spent much of today reading the magazines printed in Cape Ann and looking for out of print material on the area.

Donna and I went to Bearskin Neck after spending the night on Good Harbor

(This isn't my photo, but may I please borrow it?)

At first, I didn't think we would be able to include during the Labor Day weekend, but when I found out that a cab was unnecessary and that a bus ran from Gloucester to Rockport, we went directly there after check out, our arriving around noon. We boarded the bus out of Rockport right before the rain. Donna went shopping and I visited Motif Number One, which I haven't seen in twenty years. The first time I visited was on a bicycle in high school. There is a scrimshaw shop that had almost the same schooner pendant that had bought that year in Manchester harbor, but the artist had closed the shop for the season and will soon be retiring. Donna came across a ring that she liked, a silver claddagh. She has that happy with it. It now replaces the ring I quickly brought her back from Park Street in Boston. It almost seemed fitting that Hammond Castle and being alone at sunset on Good Harbor Beach would end the summer, our having been alone together all summer in a small apartment compared to the vast expanse of the horizon on the beach, a contrast having been established between the indoor and outdoor spaces, and Rockport in the rain, quieter, colder, a harbor seen from inside a coffee shop, would begin the Fall: Rockport before the leaves begin to change. We did have coffee on Bearskin Neck; it was beautiful. The night before she had found the North Shore Radio Station (oldies-Seventies A.M.) and had stayed up late singing. When we passed the church at Dock Square I asked her if we she wanted to go in and pray. I began it when she prayed at both King's Chapel and the Park Street Church. If we are out, and I find a church that is open, I ask her if she would like to go to the altar. My theorem is that you can go inside any open church and more important you can escort anyone into any church if they have the need or desire to use it for worship. I asked the minister and she went inside the church, which is Baptist. Before departing from Gloucester I bought Donna a copy of the Mass. It's a thin black volume that says something like liturgical on it with petitions to Saints and the Communion, the Lord's Prayer interrupted by the words of a Priest about sin. I have seen her cross herself, so I thought she might be interested in the actual Mass as celebrated. [Plus she went to Georgian Court College for the Philosophy of Art and Journalism after her having decided against scholarships to Douglas, Cedar Crest, Muhlenburg (she got in!).]
I told her it was sincerely from me. While we were taking the trolley, she wanted to buy a necklace on Rocky Neck and was thrilled that I later brought her to Bearskin Neck. I found out that I may have just missed Liv Ullmann. According to a Cape Ann publication, she evidently will be speaking in Gloucester movie theater later in the month of September, 2011. Please pass on a blessing if you happen to speak to her, if not a many thanks in general. The film Faithless is scheduled for a screening- I was there three weeks too early.

Donna and I: Sunset on Good Harbor Beach, Gloucester Massachusetts

"I like it when you call me 'dear'."

Right at sunset, Donna and I walked the length of Good Harbor. We were virtually the only ones on the beach as the sky lost light and it became dark. After finding a sandcastle, when we found the wrackline the sand was hard enough of a surface to walk on and she briskly quickened her pace and followed the ocean asking if she should put her feet in the water. I told her that when we kiss the only thing that she would hear would be the sound of the waves. I began saying that it was a nice way to end a summer during which we had spent every night together alone in a fairly small highrise apartment, there with the horizon and with the beach empty of other people. We've spent two days with the view of the beach during the day, which is a vast expanse, so to walk it at night was a fitting way to begin Autumn and any Indian Summer that might be coming. To begin June, our first night together had been spent getting a taxi across the parking lot during a thunder and lightning storm and since then I've spent every night looking at the Boston skyline from the ninth floor of her apartment. When I mentioned that it was a romantic way to end the summer, a blast of warm air came off the water. At One am she described it, "It came out of nowhere." Actually, she may see it as a religious act, an act of God or a sign from God.
The painting of Winslow Homer I could study further and more intently.

Donna and Longfellow's Norman's Woe (Wreck of the Hesperus) from Hammond Castle

After Donna took me to dinner all that often, more than twelve times, I finally took her to cheeseburgers, coffee and french fries, which is what we usually have. I also brought her to Hammond Castle in Gloucester. We are presently staying at Good Harbor Beach.

Donna brought me to Good Harbor, Gloucester Massachusetts

We"re staying across from Good Harbor beach, which I underestimated untill this afternoon, when Donna and I followed the coastline on the trolley. The view of the Atlantic ocean was spectacular, it including Twin Lights, two lighthouses from the 1800's. She went swimming while I filmed her with my webcam. We took a short walk before dinner, kissing in a parking lot. There was a diner that did look like it was from the time period of painter Edward Hopper- I had lobster (and a cheesesteak later). After dark we walked the stairs to the house of Fitz Hugh Lane (Fitz Henry Lane). As the bells from downtown she said that she would have to marry me immediately, right then and there. I had not seen the house in over twenty years, but it had always been the landmark I would notice as part of the scenic route: a symbol to complement Motif Number 1. I had never been right to its door. The trolley included a ride passed the green fisherman statue, whom Donna is wearing on her new t-shirt. Passing the statue, I was glad to find that traffic had slowed to a standstill before it continue its tour of the Atlantic Ocean towards Stage Fort Park. I turned to her and said, "Ok, thank you. This was where i wanted to bring you. It's just one of my "beautiful spots on earth" While I was typing this she insisted that I include that she is one of the "most beautiful women on earth".

Dreams - Stevie Nicks Unauthorized Live

Donna took me to the concert. I watched her singing and dancing.