We hiked in to spend the night at Poplar Stream Falls Hut, part of the Maine Huts & Trails network near Sugarloaf Mountain.
goldenrod abuzz with bees,
one red poplar leaf.
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- Kristen Lindquist
- Camden, Maine
- I am a birder, poet, and writer most interested in animals, vegetables, and minerals, living in my hometown in Midcoast Maine.
Today the bees were all over the goldenrod here on Wheeler Hill. And nearby, red sumach leaves.
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