The sunset highlights the most interesting tree trunk in the bog.
Maine
Song sparrow awaits
A healthy song sparrow is caught in a tree near my mother-in-law’s bird feeder.
Waiting for Spring
The back woods waits for the snow pack to go: two-and-a-half-feet to go.
Moon in the Maine woods
Toward the end of an early spring day, the pre-eclipse moon rises above the beaver bog. The subtle reflection of the setting sun on the tree trunks made this one special for me.
Then there is mud season
The slow departure of a “real” winter brings us to another of Maine’s natural wonders: mud season.
Flaming bark
During a late afternoon walk in the woods earlier this month. Birch bark catches the sun’s rays.
A real winter on the bog
The beaver bog looks quite empty with three feet or more snow lying around. The countdown to the bog’s version of “ice-out” has begun, however.
Maine winter sunset
Last week during the January thaw in mid-March in central Maine, we had a great unplanned sunset show. I got stuck behind a slow driver while the best part of the sunset occurred overhead. Here is what I was able to capture when I got to the local hilltop.
Winter woodpecker
A rare walk in the backwoods this winter allowed us to see the woodpeckers at work. Here a female downy woodpecker was found twenty-five feet in the forest ceiling.
Well well well
john's f-stop 
