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Good morning everyone. We are dockside this morning in Castine. We spent a very peaceful evening here getting a chance to walk ashore and see this very beautiful and very historic town. Castine has a very rare combination of natural wonders, revolutionary war history and a marvelous rubble stone light atop Dice Head just a mile walk from the docks. We are so lucky.
We spent Monday night at Isle Au Haut... one of my favorites and did sail out to Seal Island to see pelagic birds like puffins and auks. I am having a bit of trouble with my camera but managed to catch a few images. Auks set a wonderful example for us all, holding their chin high no matter what the weather. I know I am anthropomorphising (that can't be a word!) but I admire them just the same.

The sunset at Isle Au Haut was just... well just... well, see for your self. Just like a watercolor painting created in just a few moments and then gone in a flash as the canvas roll away with the sun. The stars and planets popped brightly above us all night long.

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.
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skyewise said…
So beautiful, absolutely 'auksome'!
June 18, 2010 at 12:26 PM
Unknown said…
Beautiful, breathtaking, awe inspiring and you took those pictures with a camera that wasn't working correctly? Save some gorgeous sunsets, awakening sun rises, fresh winds, and sparkling waters for us. We will be there in about three weeks.
June 18, 2010 at 12:56 PM
Michele B said…
I hope you sang that lovely lullaby that night, while gazing at the beautiful view:

"When you see old Isle au Haut
Rising in the dawn,
You will play in yellow fields
In the morning sun"

I share Ed's wish: please save some of that beauty for September.

I've never been to Castine. Maybe this year we can swing by there? (hint hint)

Be well. Hugs to all, and to the beautiful Mary Day, may fair winds caress your sails.
June 19, 2010 at 2:51 PM
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