As we all are settling into our tents and or shelter on this beautiful evening Fruit Smoothie and I are startled by a sound. And that sound just happens to be a bear calling in the distance. Oh yeah!!!! My food bag is hung. All should be safe. If I don’t post again you’ll know otherwise.
Wixson captures rural Maine in her Sovereign stories series
Redneck Roundup: I make this mug shot look good!
Summer in Maine: Kids, Camps, Community
Winter in the 1950's: Ice-fishing and pulp wood hauling