I was in Blue Hill Bay, Maine dropping off some artwork at the Gallery and decided to explore this small coastal town south east of Acadia. There are numerous small bays and backwaters each with small clusters of sailboats waiting for sunshine and someone to take them out. I came across this little pier slightly out of focus in the drizzly rain. It was a quiet little scene that would go unnoticed if you were driving fast but I wasn’t and was rewarded by the peacefulness of these local boats resting in this sheltered inlet. This is classic Maine, shelves of hard rock set among sheets of calm, gray water. This is why we return.
I was in Blue Hill Bay, Maine dropping off some artwork at the Gallery and decided to explore this small coastal town south east of Acadia. There are numerous small bays and backwaters each with small clusters of sailboats waiting for sunshine and someone to take them out. I came across this little pier slightly out of focus in the drizzly rain. It was a quiet little scene that would go unnoticed if you were driving fast but I wasn’t and was rewarded by the peacefulness of these local boats resting in this sheltered inlet. This is classic Maine, shelves of hard rock set among sheets of calm, gray water. This is why we return.