Welcome to Little Duck Island
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A fog-filled session of retrieving tags from Leach’s Storm-Petrels (and eating wild strawberries) on Little Duck Island, which is uninhabited by humans. Except two of us, for a few days.
Fog
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On a sunny day
Machias Bay in May
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*Actual colorS*
Spillover
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As the water in my paintbrush froze into slush, I sketched some shadows spilling over the old rail trail in the last moments before sunset. This stretch of trail fared better than other sections that were washed out by last week's unprecedented coastal flooding.
(The russet-colored blob is one of my favorite features of the trail. In about four months it will be a green mound of blooming lilacs.)
Island off an island off an island
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Field sketch of the foggy landscape that inspired this recent linocut.