Sugarloaf and More...

Threw the woods into uncharted lands, hearing Dad’s stories about where he went fishing and towing a boat behind a Suburban, somewhere in the Maine Woods, to see a beautiful lake...



















Beautiful colors on the way down. All morning my sister was talking about “the man on the mountain” and I was like what are you talking about. I must had forgotten that the summits of the mountains in the distance look like a Native American chief’s face. It’s beautiful up here soaking in all the elements!







Just soaking in the reflection over in Eustis. I’ve never cross the border into Canada from Maine. I was super close, but just taking in the mountain energy to nourish my soul...