Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its fifth year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

October 26, 2016

WANDERABOUT X 2

... a few days ago john said, "let's go photograph the sunset" ... we wandered around up towards skowhegan until i said, "i best stop now because in a few minutes it'll be gone" ... along the glenview road we found an excellent vantage point to view the western mountains ... eleven miles away is the town of madison, you can see clearly  the paper mill's smokestack ... there's no exhaust showing because the mill is now closed—probably forever ... thirty-six miles from my camera is the the 4,249 foot summit of sugarloaf mountain ...

... both john and i enjoyed trying to coax this tree into dancing with the sun ...

... as the horizon bisected the sun the windmills aligned along the ridge of saddleback mountain came into sharp relief ... [yes, i admit i'm already expecting a geography correction from john] ...

... another morning john called me, "i've got to measure the distance to where i took the pictures with the 'big lens' so i can charge for mileage" ... in the brisk morning air we took a moment to enjoy the view from the parameter ridge ...

... after, "where does this road go," we wandered ... at one point we stopped to explore a blueberry field alongside the road ...
PHOTO COURTESY JOHN MEADER
... this vibrant red, contrasted by the green and blue, is quintessential maine ...

... in branch pond we met deborah dinsmore, the most charming proprietor of "branch pond flowers & gifts" ... this quaint little store has one way or another been in her family since 1822 ...

... as john explored i experienced a moment of reverent humor—hmmmm, or, perhaps, it was humorous reverence ... whatever, i just couldn't resist ...

... a place new to both of us, we paused along the marden hill road to enjoy a grand view across the central maine basin ... over ten miles away is the steeple of lorimer chapel at colby college ... the campus sprawls across the high ground to the west of waterville, which is hidden from sight in the valley of the great kennebec river ... my ancient canon 200mm lens was used for this shot, hand-held in gusting winds at a relatively low shutter speed, thus the soft and rather impressionistic nature of this image ... i like it ...

... what great fun ...