Monhegan Island
Another summer day on Monhegan. The Elizabeth Anne approaches the island, bringing passengers and mail from Port Clyde.
The quality of light on this far-flung island has attracted artists throughout the decades, and provides a near-constant supply of ephemeral visual delights.
From its perch at the top Lighthouse Hill, Monhegan’s beacon is the second tallest light in Maine. Its flashing white light is visible at a distance of 20 nautical miles.
Black Head and Pulpit Rock, wonders captured throughout time by the likes of Winslow Homer, Edward Hopper, and Rockwell Kent.
Wild blueberries are a treat in any setting. At the crest of a boulder twelve miles out to sea, they are a gift worthy of the gods.
A ring-necked pheasant escorts her brood across a clearing.
The gray seals stop and stare when they notice your presence from the depths below. And who can blame them? Humans are definitely the outsiders around these parts.
A misty morning. The village sits calm and dreamlike before the arrival of the first ferry.
