Vicki & I headed up to Acadia National Park for a week of painting in late June before the tourists arrived. Eagle Lake was dreamy and moody when we pulled in to paint . Clouds were tearing across the mountains tops and it was misty with rain threatening. I loved the atmosphere and layers of subtle color.
The lake was still and the reflections were lovely.
There were bands of huge pines all along the eastern shore that were ragged and leaning from many years of strong wind.
As the clouds barreled across the mountain tops cracks would appear in the fog and you could see bright sunlight and bits of blue for a few seconds.
The next day we painted on the Schoodic peninsula which is the wilder, remote part of Acadia.
It was still overcast but brighter and no rain fell.