Maine is a huge state, but there are small hiking trails tucked away in unlikely places. One is called Shore Acres, a walk through woods to the eastern shore of Deer Isle. 
The trail is often swampy, but this year it was dry.
There’s plenty of moss, even in the middle of the trail.
Huge granite boulders are characteristic of the eastern side of the island. 
This pink granite is not Deer Isle Granite, however. That has more black and gray, less pink. It was near high tide, when the boulders look their best, I think.
The trail back from the shore to the parking area is called Stonewall trail. Who is Stonewall, I wondered. Here he is.
A short walk, only a mile and a half, but someone has to maintain it.
This sign made me think of blogger Russel Ray (http://russelrayphotos2.com/) I suspect he could make a whole post about this Anonymous, to whom we owe so many traditional songs and melodies. And this Anonymous works all year, on an island that depends on summer people.
freethoughtandmetaphor 