Here are some more photos from my time in Maine that I wanted to get out there into cyberspace…
This is the barn I grew up playing in. Ruby Sjoberg, my dear grandmother, and my late grandfather, Wally’s barn:
This is the early morning sunrise that always poured into the cottage when I woke up early to head out to the farm:
This is a shot taken through the nightvision of the friendly Canadian border patrol officer that stopped to say hi when we were camping up on the hill above the farm.
Night setting in on downtown Houlton, Maine.
Breakfast. That’s homemade honey and bread. Delicious.
