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Blueberry barrens
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The blueberry barrens of downeast Maine: never barren, rarely blue. In October they turn almost every other color of the rainbow, including all possible shades of red. Some reach the barely believable degree of saturation seen in this field on the way to Calais.
Side note that I think is important here: Calais is pronounced like callus.
Another note that is not important: I have a friend who for years thought there were “blueberry barons” in Maine.
Pemaquid Point
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Folded gneiss (intruded by granite and pegmatite) and coastal spruces
On a dig
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Sketching in the coastal forest with students of the Maine Archaeology Field School, taught by Dr. Bonnie Newsom. The site: a colonial homestead adjoining a Passamaquoddy shell heap. Is that a horse jaw in the pit?
Hog Island birches
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Pre-sunset sketch with hummingbirds buzzing by