Several of us broke away yesterday to take in the beautiful fresh air and the unbelievable colors that are peak perfect here in Rangeley, Maine.
We’d been sewing for hours. Dinner wasn’t until 6:30pm – so before it got dark, we donned our jackets, hats, gloves and headed out.
A whole string of us cackling our way down the street, circumventing the edge of the golf course where sea gulls and Canada geese had flocked in to land in pockets, watching us with curious stares on our way.
The air – it smelled so good! How can I describe it? That smell of birch leaves, wet and yellow on the forest floor, mixed with the scent of balsam fir, ever green?
Why can’t we bottle this and keep it? No, candles and sprays and bags of potpourri can mimic, but never match the distinctive smell of a forest floor as the world quiets down in preparation for a long winter to come.
Let’s take a hike, ladies!
After this selfie!
Yellow branches canopy overhead.
Late afternoon sunlight dapples us with its touch.
Don’t forget to look UP UP UP!
I love this photo…I’m taking up the rear!
All of this color!
There HAS to be a quilt in here!
I love this mossy green on the gray rocks too.
Soft, yet hard.
Thank you, Mingo Springs Trail!
You were the perfect re-energizer so we could get back and sew our brains out!
There will be loads of late night sewing happening tonight!
Love from Maine --