Walking the bar


Low tide created a path, a wide bar of pebble and sand. We walked across, eyeing the gulls that dropped shells from low heights. The island was almost ours alone – we saw one other couple, a lone woman, a family of deer (without its buck), and two woodpeckers. We were able to walk by all of them without scaring them off. It was a warm December day, and we knew – with a great big winter coming soon – we had to soak in every degree, every warm sound, all the hours of light.

Jenna Beaulieu

About Jenna Beaulieu

Jenna is a writer and fine art photographer who recently moved from the Saint John Valley region to the quiet side of Mount Desert Island. She’s a fan of excellent music, homemade gravy, and colored pencils (also, short books and long books, good pens, flannel, and when the June bugs don’t really come out much that year). For more about Jenna and her work, visit her website at www.jennabeaulieu.com