Just when you think you can’t stand more rain and fog on the coast of Maine, the sun comes out. It’s beautiful in the summer. It’s dazzling in winter. Here are a few photos from our walk yesterday along Sunshine Road on Deer Isle. The ice is starting to melt and you can see tidal heaving on the shore. At 40 degrees Fahrenheit it was surprisingly warm.
Surely there are poems about heaving winter ice on the coast of Maine. I can’t put a finger on them but I’ll keep looking. There are lots of poems about winter but they’re usually about the stillness of snow falling or the glitter of tree branches.
Travel writer Paul Theroux writes about The Wicked Coast and how Maine is “a joy in summer but even more captivating in winter.” Not every day is diamond-bright (to use Theroux’s words). But when the sun comes out, it’s a gift.
Stonington, ME on the map
If you’re wondering what I mean by “remote,” here is where Stonington is (the red A marker). It’s about halfway along the coast between Portland and Canada. The drive from Portland is three and a half hours. The drive to Bangor (the airport we generally fly in and out of) takes about an hour-and-a-half.