“As with most of us, or maybe not, my expectations during an outing, become increasingly grandiose as the feet carry me forward,” says Dave Small of Old Town.
“Images of bears, foxes and the incredibly shy weasel family dance in my imagination. Reality soon pervades and the opportunities that present themselves become the staple. Each new image represents a different critter, time, color, expression and mood. The greatness of wild things, I begin to realize, is not measured in size or availability … it’s seems to lie within life itself.”
Small and his wife, Deb visited the Great Pond Wildlands for a hike and a great picnic at the Dead River picnic area. “During our walk we came across this juvenile porcupine. It allowed a few photos, then headed to the other side of the road. My efforts to get Deb to hold it’s tail, so I could get a few more clicks, failed
and the little guy disappeared into the cover. Oh well.”
We also witnessed a small flock of yellow-rumped warblers feasting on flying insects over an open field, Small related.
On a Sunday walk around the Jordan Pond Nature Trail on Acadia NationalP Park Small grabbed a shot of one red squirrel as she
shelled a spruce cone.
“Deb spied a large spider, pointed it out to me, then beat feet down the trail. I think it was a fishing spider, but am not sure. Any identification help about this guy would be appreciated.”