Winter blues, or cabin fever, is a common ailment in Maine. The short days slowly take their toll. This year has been especially hard as the weather has kept us indoors. And the seed catalogs, which start appearing in our mail box this time of year, have been teasing us with the promise of a spring that is months away.
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Sky, Sea, and Land, Part 2
Sky, Sea, and Land, Part 1
Naomi and I went out to Pemaquid Point on late on Sunday to watch the storm swells. While the place is always the same—the land sliding into the water which stretches out until it meets the sky at the horizon—it is always hypnotic.
Winter in Moonlight, Part 3
Stepping out of the forest into a snow-covered field, space expands. The wind on your face creates the illusion of motion. Neither the sky nor horizon advances with your pace.
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Winter in Moonlight, Part 2
Traveling through the forest on a moonlit night, trees and shadows melt together. Perception of form becomes dreamlike, dissolving the boundary of real and imagined.
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Winter in Moonlight, Part 1
The full moon makes the winter night magical.
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Fading Fire, Part 2
Fading Fire, Part 1
Trees seems to reach into the deep blue sky to catch the last light of the setting winter sun.
December Forest
There is this time when you have spent the day hiking, when you are returning to your car under the fading light of day, that is so peaceful and quite. The warmth of the setting sun can be seen through the trees and the forest has a quiet light. Your body is satisfied with the day’s exercise. The scent of the forest subtly permeates the fresh air. The sounds of the world are mute. I like this moment.
Short Winter Days
In Maine this time of year, the sun rises at 7am and sets at 4pm—a short day. For most of the daylight hours, the sun hangs low giving a feeling of early morning or late afternoon, never the bright midday light of summer. In December in Maine, light is a treasure, even the fading fire of the setting sun through the bare branches of the forest.
