Looking out over the frozen, frosty peaks of the White Mountains from the top of Mt. Osceola, with the sky as blue as blue could be.

Alpenglow over the Whites on our way back down Osceola, painting the peaks pink and gold.

Looking out over the autumn landscape from the top of Mt. Katahdin on the most perfect of fall days.

The sun shining through the morning mist rising off Nesowadnahunk Stream, turning the world the most exquisite shade of gold.

My nephew Austin at the age of two blowing soap bubbles in a field and giggling with joy.

The Damariscotta River seething with mating horseshoe crabs.

A patch of 50+ pink ladyslippers with the ocean in the background.

Pemaquid Harbor framed in the window of Fort William Henry.

Just about anywhere out in the country in Ireland.

A young doe standing in a sunbeam with her coat glowing copper like a new penny.