
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.
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall

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.

Unlike most other waterfowl, they need to dry their wings. This was near Stonington, Maine, as seen from a cruise aboard the historic schooner Louis R. French last summer.

Our dawns aren’t the only big sky display that can be naturally dramatic around here. We do get what some folks call weather.
One afternoon while anchored at Holbrook Island during a cruise aboard the historic schooner Louis R. French last summer.

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.
There are times when we could use a geologist on our explorations. At others, perhaps a Zen Buddhist master would be more appropriate.
This shot was taken during a shore visit from a cruise aboard the historic schooner Louis R. French last summer.
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.

Sailors learn to observe the clouds for clues about changes in the weather. The conditions can be especially crucial to vessels that rely on their sails.
This was one of those moments aboard the historic schooner Louis R. French last summer.

Do people really sit here, watching the passing view in warm weather? Did they ever?
Somehow, it’s still commanding, all these years later.

This one’s from to our west, in this case Penobscot Bay during my cruise last summer on the schooner the Louis R. French. You’ll be seeing more images from that week as this year progresses. And, yes, I’m already signed up for another week of cruising.