On the way home from a meeting in Calais last night, Mother Nature really embraced me. In Baring, at the Moosehorn Wildlife Refuge, a male bald eagle kept me company for a bit - sailing along, white tail feathers spread, headed to his nest...
In the Meddybemps area and then again around Cooper, small herds of deer were in the fields - their coats were all shaggy from their winter shedding and the bright red of their summer colors were shining through.
With the windows open, I could smell the apples blossoms and the lilac bushes, heavy with flower cones.
I even stopped to take a picture of bee hives in a blueberry field and the quiet sounds of the evening were so soothing.
As I drove into Machias, the picture above is what greeted me from the dike. The dike protects the Middle River (in the pic) from the salt water of Machias Bay, and nearly every summer day it becomes a place of commerce - a living breathing flea market. From one end to the other, vendors stretch along the parking area on the fresh water side selling flowers, fish, antiques, junk, wooden Adirondack chairs, handmade toys and a thousand other bits.
If you stand at the dike and look west in the evening, this is your view.
Turn around at dawn and there is a similar postcard picture of the dawn.