After a week of beautiful sunny weather, we've become bogged down in deep snow up here in Maine. I think it amounts to more than I've ever experienced since becoming winter residents. But to back up a bit, I do want to share some of the scenes before everything got covered, and I've been pretty much confined to shoveling and indoor living. I'll start with a sunset taken at Sebasco. When you have clouds to reflect the sinking sun, it is definitely worth waiting for even though you have to button up.

Earlier in the week, I finally got over to Popham to check on the beach erosion where the Morse River has changed its course to the detriment of the beach. In fact, new restroom facilities added last year are in jeopardy. There is a steep drop off in access to the beach from the parking lot, so that too is a problem. Trees have been lost and many have been secured to the shoreline to help prevent further erosion. I was astounded by the changes that occur naturally as the tidal river changes its course. Popham has a huge beach area at low tide. Here you see the river's edge, and the ripple effect left on the shoreline. That is Seguin lighthouse in the distance.

Now, we are mightily snow covered. I set out once the roads were relatively clear, though not sure if I could make it in and out of the Kelp shed parking lot. The roads were plowed and Roger and Mike were hard at work. There are no "snow days" at the Hermit, though schools were closed. They warned me about ice, but I set out undaunted. The tide was relatively high, but getting to the beaches was difficult because of the heavy snow. I managed to get down to walk on the sand, but it wasn't easy. I proceeded to check out Joe's Head, obviously the first one to venture out in the deep snow. Deer had been moving around, but their tracks were not fresh, nor could I find their beds. There were times when I was walking through snow up to my knees which did not make for easy passage. I took the way back by way of Bayberry Lane, again looking for porcupines, but not finding them. I think most animals were holed up, though it wasn't all that cold. I did see squirrel tracks, which sometimes led to tunnels. This heavy snow is a real test of an animal's fortitude as well as human beings. Meanwhile the tide goes in and out, and the waves spill out on the shoreline. There is something magical about those crashing waves that sing to me. By the way, do you recognize where the snow picture was taken and the disguised piece of driftwood? 1/21/10 Ronnie on January moves.........