More from my recent drive down east. Maine is famous for its blueberry harvest… in fact, Maine’s 60,000 acres of blueberry fields produced 83.1 million pounds of berries in 2011. Much of the land near the coast of Maine is acidic and largely un-fertile, though indigenous blueberries seem to thrive in what can best be described as difficult growing and seasonal conditions. At this time of year, even before the berries start to show, the hardy barrens are a pretty striking sight, but when late summer and then the fall rolls around, the predominant color on the ground changes to a deep, deep red, and the view becomes absolutely stunning. Buzzing along the road, the winding dirt road leading through the blueberry barren caught my eye, and as always, I listened to the little voice in my head and turned the car around to stop and make a photograph. Not a Pulitzer prize winner, but I’m a big believer in taking every opportunity to practice whatever it is you enjoy doing. Getting better at anything isn’t easy, and you aren’t going to improve without doing… so I did.