It’s a striking breed, seldom seen outside Scotland.
Here’s a small flock in neighboring Robbinston.
I really do think the ram in front should have a cartoon quip balloon attached. Any idea what he’d say?
Category: Postcards
Crow footprints in snow and ice
Now I’m wondering about the gulls.
Sticks in local traffic
Winter is when lumber is cut in the forests. The ground is frozen solid and there are no bugs in the air. Load up the trucks, then, and head off to the nearest sawmill.
Another banner sunset
Our dawns aren’t the only big sky display that can be naturally dramatic around here. We do get what some folks call weather.
Ice storm as frozen waves
Along State Route 9 (the Air Line Highway) in Wesley, Maine.
The rugged, sparsely populated town does sustain some impressive weather, not always off the Atlantic.
Feet on the wall
This was an accidental shot in the Vietnamese restaurant in Bangor, Maine, and no, my feet were actually on the floor. But somehow this does look like a rice-paper wall in a classic Japanese home. I’d definitely enjoy dining there, too, maybe even with my feet up.
A classic porch sweep
Do people really sit here, watching the passing view in warm weather? Did they ever?
Somehow, it’s still commanding, all these years later.
One more well-fed Buddha
As glimpsed at the mostly takeout Vietnamese restaurant in Bangor, Maine, the token offerings to Buddha and his buddies are a reassuring nod in many Asian food retailers.
Jesus and all the saints, on the other hand, are typically left in fasting mode, East or West.
Big Pink in real life
It’s not quite like the Victorian mansion with the witch-hat tower that I envisioned in my novel What’s Left. This one sits along U.S. 1 in Milbridge, Maine, rather than near the university campus in the fictional town of Daffodil, Indiana.
Dig back in the archives on this blog and you’ll find dozens of other examples, usually in other colors, unlike Big Pink in the book.
I didn’t ask if a multigenerational Greek-American family lives here.
Aurora borealis watch
A first attempt to photograph the northern lights using my cell phone. It does look like a sunrise except in the north. Next up is time-length exposures using a tripod and remote shutter. That’s when much fantastic color that isn’t seen at the time by the naked eye is detected.
I’ve even bookmarked the two-day forecast to keep me posted.
Jnana's Red Barn 