Sheep Encounters

Rangely, ME. The sweetest little thing.

Cutler, ME

This is Blueberries for Sal country. It's crazy having grown up on that little children's book, with Maine not even remotely on my radar, and now I'm living the story.
Well, that's a great exaggeration considering I've never seen a bear and I don't can wild blueberries, but I definitely get where Sal was coming from eating handfuls of berries while there's real work to be done.

Loadin' up the truck

These guys are ready to go. Soo much stuff.

This is a little late but...

If anyone wants to know the best lunch spot in Blue Hill, it's here

What's wrong with this picture?

It's a nice gesture, but I see there was no spell check back in 1999...
And as if that wasn't enough of an insult to this guy's memory, whoever is doing the landscaping at Hodgdon Mills Middle School is cutting a little too close to the tree. Pretty soon it'll be completely girdled and will not grow at all. Hight and girth, indeed!

Saddleback and Sugarloaf in the same hilltop view, nice!

Poor little guy...

A birdie flew right into the side of the truck this morning.

July first

Day of the dead things so far. This moose was crawling with maggots and the smell of its half rotten, mangled carcass is still haunting me. Hope this isn't an omen.