We headed to the beach the other night to see if we could catch Jupiter. While we didn’t spot Jupiter from there, the low tide shoreline was so gorgeous and sent me into a dreamlike trance — I knew I had to go home and paint how I felt on the beach at twilight. It was magical.
I took a trail walk with the pup the other day and brought my paints too. We descended a steep hill and popped out onto a bluff on Long Cove. So pretty! I just loved sitting on a warm rock with a light wind blowing while I painted the cove and all of the shorelines jutting out. So many layers of coast, and a sailboat at the end!
Lately I’ve been watching the harbor come to life form a big granite rock near the ferry terminal. I walk down to the shore with my coffee and sit and observe. This particular morning the cloud cover was low and fog threatened to roll in. I loved the softness and monochromatic color palette of this scene with the orange coat of the lobsterman. And it was so peaceful watching the lobster boats head out to sea, one by one.
Sunny September days are my absolute favorite! Yesterday I walked down to the edge of the harbor and perched myself on a granite ledge looking out over the harbor to paint. The sun on my face and the water flowing with the tide below me was just dreamy. And this view never gets old. I love watching the light that dances across the harbor and seeing the comings and goings of the lobster boats and their people.
So scenic, so Maine. I love this little view I witnessed of a sailboat moving in towards one of the coves on the island–everything about it was so picturesque–pink granite ledges topped with pine trees and some little islands dotting the horizon. Just dreamy.
I walked out to this little island for sunrise the other day and I sat on the rocks and watched the cloudy horizon turn a warm lavender. It was a little chilly, so we (me & the put) headed back before the sun came up over the top of the clouds. As I turned the last corner on the path back to the car I caught this pretty view. I love the sunlight dancing on the water and the glowing treetops and branch of the tree in the foreground. So pretty!
I looked out the window yesterday morning and saw that the clouds were aligned for a gorgeous sunrise, so I hurried out of the house and headed to a nearby bluff to watch the early morning magic unfold. Wow. What a sky! And thaving the silhouette of the pine covered islands and lobster boats in the foreground made it picture perfect.
Walking through the mossy woods, stepping over tree roots and logs and listening to the birds chatter is always a treat. Hopping on a trail instantly calms the mind and amplifies the senses, doesn’t it? I just love the smell of the pines and the softness of the earth under my feet. And I especially love being rewarded with a view like this at the end of a trail. Ahhhhh!
I had a peaceful early morning walk in the fog a couple of days ago. The trail I was on dropped me at some granite ledges where the water blended with the sky and each layer of the shore line looked further and further away, while the sounds of the birds and fog horn felt so close. I love the moodiness of fog!
About the other night … We watched the sunset fade below the horizon from the warmth of a slab of pink granite. The colors in the sky and water were so soft and dreamy while the silhouette of the rocks in the foreground were so bold. There was a stillness in the air and so much beauty around us. And when we turned to head home and were thrilled to find the moon coming up over the tree tops. Wow. It was a breathtaking island evening.