Standing in the cabin's face looking sideways toward the snow-filled woods.

#WildAir
#TenantsHarbor
#StGeorge
#Maine

Our neighbor the blue heron owning the bird fishing pond at the end of our dirt road here in #TenantsHarbor

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#StGeorge
#MidcoastMaine

Early morning light glancing into spruce wood @ #WildAir

Heading out into sweet snowy field holding my baby's poetry poles amidst our spruce wood here in WildAir.

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#TenantsHarbor
#StGeorge
#Maine
#PoetryPoles

The morning glimpse of Long Cove on way to teach.

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#TenantsHarbor
#StGeorge
#Maine

Modest midwinter high tide on our paradise shores of Tenants Harbor.

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#TenantsHarbor
#StGeorge
#Maine
#Midwinter

My baby does painted poetry poles encircling the clearing in front of our cabin.

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#WildAir
#TenantsHarbor
#StGeorge
#Maine

Our first fire of the winter in our Wild Air cabin in Tenants Harbor.

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#TenantsHarbor
#StGeorge
#Maine

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“It is the real, and not the map, whose vestiges subsist here and there, in the deserts which are no longer those of the Empire, but our own. The desert of the real itself.” Jean Baudri…

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