My hike this morning takes me to a waterfall close to my heart. It is so lovely that I almost trip over my feet scrambling through the grass to reach it.
The tree’s trunk is large enough that 2 people cannot get their arms around it. Secondary branches are thicker than many of the small trees planted in the garden.
Looking at this photo, I see her quiet contemplation of the still waters around her, searching for opportunities. Wise with her training and experience, she calmly positions herself for success.
The dark morning air is cool and still. My headlamp illuminates the trees on the other side of the clearing – no fog today. Grabbing a few muffins I head for Park Loop Road and Boulder Beach. Sunrises in Acadia National Park are not to be missed.
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