The terrific wind of yesterday had gentled some over the night, and the frigid temperature rose somewhat this morning. By the time I arrived down at the Ocean Path along Otter Cliffs, the sun was shinning and 24 degrees felt almost pleasant.
In fact, an hour later as I toiled up the side of Gorham Mt., I found myself stripping off layers. It was the must wonderful thing to have the sun actually warming my cheeks – it lifted the inevitable February frump and made me feel like I was glowing a little.
Up there on the mountain under the sun, I felt ten feet tall. Maybe I was!
what we have here is a failure to communicate 
I like you pictures of Maine. My mother’s family was from Rumford/Bethel – beautiful places that I miss. Take more pictures and post — please?
By: Paul on February 12, 2008
at 4:41 pm
Thank you so much. Check out my Flickr page – I have TONS of photos there! 🙂
By: tuulenhaiven on February 12, 2008
at 4:51 pm
Shadows continue to be strange phenomenons.
By: simplicato on February 12, 2008
at 4:52 pm
Sorry to say your sisters are being warmed by days of 70 degree weather in San Diego. Did the Wild Animal Park yesterday. I think the girls will agree it was wild. Stuck inside waiting for a conference call at the moment…but the windows are open.
By: Steve on February 12, 2008
at 6:13 pm