We are at the top of Cadillac Mountain near Bar harbor, Maine.
Read alouds
Anna read this one (left).
Foot gloves for Grantley
We spent one night on Blueberry Island, a pile of rocks and boulders in the lake that have been there long enough to grow a small forest of pines. Rocks were carpeted with layers of pine needles as well as moss and likens. I've always had a fondness for moss and likens. These were the finest I've ever seen.
In the morning, getting ready to head back to our cabin.
Rock painting
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