Feeling a little cooped up in this small, gray town on an uncharacteristically warm, albeit rainy, April day (60º!). Was partaking in my usual habit of scanning my iPhoto, looking for something I missed the first time, when I came across this little set of images. Taken October 2013 over Columbus Day Weekend (yes, that’s a thing in New England) during a day trip up to Bar Harbor (yes, that’s a thing in my family).
We’ve been going to Acadia National Park, Mount Desert Island for years and it has become an incredibly special place for my family. Home to smiles, tears, and boundless memories, we try to make the trip to the small Northern Mid-Coast Maine island annually. Unfortunately, due to softball tournaments, and messy work schedules, and the Europe trip (incase you missed it, I went to Europe, but you probably can’t tell by reading this blog), we were scrambling for a time to go to our favorite little island.
That time landed in the middle of a government shut-down. The park itself was (technically) closed, so like all true, law-obeying New-Englanders, we parked along Route 233 and hopped the caution tape fence that kept Eagle Lake from the rest of the world.
We walked into a world of color. The fall leaves were in their prime, painting a mural of red and orange and yellow against the backdrop of a brilliantly blue cloudless sky. I stood amongst bikers, hikers, leaf-peepers, and New England families just like us, coming home for the first time all year, raised the viewfinder to my eye, and funneled my feelings into photography. Feelings of warmth, of light, of color, of happiness. Feelings that are best felt on a warm(ish) rainy night in April. Feelings of That Day We Broke-And-Entered Into Government Property. Feelings of Acadia.
Why So Sepia? 