Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Main St.

Main Street
Auburn, Maine
Winter 2012




 Art.

Shoveling

Shoveling
Auburn, Maine
Winter 2012 




"Just a little dusting, it don't really snow til mid-January. You'll see"




 Buried.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Hostess

Hostess
Auburn, Maine
December 2012




Strike (three). Game over.




Buys.


 Cake.


 Empty.


 Evah.


Thursday, December 6, 2012

Poland

Poland, Maine
Winter 2012




Maine. Hunting season. Black powder muzzle-loading season to be precise. Up at the crack of dawn, temperature hovering a few degrees above zero. Fresh black coffee warms the joints and soothes the chills. Long drive, talk radio. Racing against the rising sun. Trailhead by daybreak. 

Fire up the Swishers, long pull. Head out into the wilderness. Head full of dreams, shaking off sleep. Trudge forward. Step, step, step. Look. Listen. Watch. Breath cold and foggy in the morning air.  And the woods are full..., of nothing but shadows and bird calls. 




 Ice.


Fall.


Chill.


Frost.


Rails.