I finally got around to editing the photos I made last week on the Mary Day. Also, don’t miss the Mary Day video I made the same week.
July8th
I finally got around to editing the photos I made last week on the Mary Day. Also, don’t miss the Mary Day video I made the same week.
April19th
August10th
How I spent my summer vacation. My aunt, Betsy, rented a house in Stonington and had room for me. Also there were her son, Nathan, and his son, Nic, and daughter, Lydia.
November15th
Went out to Lake Megunticook Sunday afternoon. It was incredibly warm. The remnants of Hurricane Ida were just leaving us. It was very wet and very calm. I was almost completely alone.
September5th
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August19th
I mentioned to my friend Ann Marie the other day that I’d paddled to Mark Island.
“What’s that rock?” she asked me.
I asked her which rock, but I sort of knew. I had stopped to photograph the rock. It’s so obvious because it’s stark white against a bunch of darker rock around it. Seems out of place, and it is, sorta.
Here’s a picture.

That’s a “glacial erratic” and we see them all the time in Maine. Not all of them are so obvious.
It’s a kind of rock that is not indigenous, not part of the local bedrock, “from away” as we say in Maine.
Thousands of years ago, it was broken off some mountain to the north by a glacier. It tumbled around under the glacier for a while, being smoothed and ground down. Then the glacier melted and this was left where it lay, on top of a hump that, eventually, became Mark Island in the middle of Penobscot Bay.
Maine’s geology constantly fascinates me and I told Ann Marie about it. It can be roughly summarized by three processes, each taking considerable lengths of time:
That’s the ten-cent, seat-of-the-pants, amateur summary of Maine geology but it explains the vast majority of what you see here. Knowing the above, you can usually decode what kind of rock you are walking on. And you’ll start to see things differently. Hiking up Cadillac a few weeks ago, I could clearly see the scratches of rocks being dragged over the mountain by glaciers.
August17th