I have known my friend since the ‘60s. We were neighbors on Attorney Street in the Lower East Side, New York City. My friend is an artist and she always had a place up in Maine. In 1968 I stayed with her for a month or so while we were both pregnant. We went to visit her and her mate in 2012. They live in the countryside near Solon, Maine, and they each have studios. Their entire place is full of wonderful art and curiosities. We all drove to Skowhegan for lunch at a Thai place. After lunch we went to visit an artist friend of theirs. I wish I could see them more often.
To add to the vacation at Grand Manan and to break up the long drive back to New York City I booked a night at the Maple Hill Farm Inn in Hallowell, Maine. Hallowell is a charming little old town on the banks of the Kennebec River. The Inn was gorgeous and the hospitality tops. I wish I could have stayed longer. At dawn we walked to Jimmie Pond nearby and I was able to photograph the early morning mist on the lake. A tearful rainy goodbye is the last shot.