You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
The former home of Methodist Episcopal congregation in Edmunds, Maine, once looked out over the Lower Bridge across the Dennys River. The bridge disappeared after U.S. 1 was routed a quarter-mile to the east. The church, meanwhile, is being encroached by forest, a reminder of a more populous and more prosperous time. Its square belfry is long gone.
Below, remaining stone abutment of the bridge is seen on the Dennysville side of the river at low tide.
Sometimes our vegetable beds look nearly perfect.
I just missed a shot of two eagles. A week later, with the water higher, I watched two harbor seals at play. Cobscook Bay is less than a mile downstream.
Our rocky shoreline includes sporadic pocket beaches, too. This one faces tiny Dog Island, shown below.
Maine’s highest mountain can be impressive even 80 miles away.
Lowbush blueberries are classified a wild crop, but the barrens where they grow do require tending. One practice involves burning the fields every few years to discourage weeds, shrubs, and trees from taking over.
Swollen by melting snow and ice, forest rivers in Maine were used to float log booms to sawmills or railroads downstream. It’s hard to imagine now, though the tradition involved extensive preparations and skills. This example is the Mattawamkeag River in Aroostook County.
A wide variety of precious and semi-precious gems and stones have been gleaned in Aroostook County, Maine.
The return to nature takes time.
These in Maine may have been left by an interloper from Canada. My car keys give you an indication of size.
Streams take off.
Jnana's Red Barn 