Yesterday, we wandered through Thursday’s dark but purifying snowstorm; today, we wander through the cold and clear day after, Friday (January 17).
As we see above, dawn had some gold in it as it slipped into the North Field and began to light the spruces at the far edge. On the other, eastern, side of Naskeag Peninsula, Acadia National Park stood in relief across Blue Hill Bay. Mount Cadillac usually mostly deep green, was powdered white..
Each snow storm has its special features. In this one, we think it was how the spruces and balsam firs seemed to be daubed thickly with a palette knife to add voluptuous textures to their overlapping layers.
Snow-dabbled winterberry shrubs competed with each other and with old apple trees for best in show, abstract art division:
The purity of that bright, snow-accented day brought out the character of houses, barns, and even institutions:
The deer started to arrive in the honeyed light of late afternoon, their heavy winter coats glowing. They waited until after dusk to socialize in the field where we began this little journey.
(All images above were taken on January 17, 2020, in Brooklin, Maine.)
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