It’s that time of year when Rockport Harbor undergoes dramatic transformation making it quite a contrast to May-September when the harbor is full of boats big and small, sail and power.
Except for a few lobster boats all others have been hauled and stored for the winter.
Lobster boats will likely stay in the water, but lobstering is over. When the boats go out these days it is to retrieve lobster pots and buoys. Once that work is done lobstermen will busy themselves making repairs in preparation for next season.
Boats aren’t the only thing missing from the harbor. Gone are the mooring balls and the channel markers that through the season have been held in place by heavy lines and chains.
Retrieving them is no easy task as they have been made even heavier by sea life that has attached to the lines.
Aside from the few lobster boats, the harbor is empty but for the docks that have yet to be pulled and stored. As one thing and then another has disappeared, I realize the removal of each is done in a very organized manner. It occurs to me that when spring comes the process will be in reverse with boats being the last to return to the harbor.
Though I miss the harbor’s usual activity , there is something peaceful about it in its restive state. The light is ever changing which creates a special kind of magic. Looking out, all the eye can see is open water and the islands that dot Penobscot Bay. It dawns on me that once there was nothing more.