I forgot to bring in the laundry last night.....and the snowdrops live up to their name...but that is spring in Maine.....I am reminded to slow down and not rush, spring will happen all in good time.
It is the nest of an eagle or other birds of prey, built in high inaccessable places. My eyrie is perched 100 feet above Frenchman's Bay, its front door facing the ocean, it's back towards the woods. The studio windows overlook two ponds, an organic garden, a labyrinth, the barn and the forest. This blog is about the 5.5 acres and all the creatures who live here.
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