In August, Mt. Desert, and specifically Acadia National Park, is jammed with visitors. It seemed half again as many people as just ten years ago. We went looking for something less visited. My notes contained a comment from a friend about Thuya Gardens in Asticou just above Northeast Harbor. We found a small parking lot on Route 3 for Thuya and climbed the rocky path towards the garden. Pausing at an opening, we had a view of Northeast Harbor. It was full of recreational boats and large yachts that contrasted with the harbors in Newfoundland that sheltered working fishery boats. I wondered how well Thuya would match our expectations. The gateway to Thuya welcomed us with a beautifully carved wooden door. The motifs on the door suggested that we had found what we hoped to see.
Once inside we found lush beds of colorful flowering plants. They were arranged with consideration for height and colors. Pink dahlias immediately caught my attention. I wondered if the summer of foggy weather had kept the plants from withering under a hot sun.
Large yellow lilies were complemented by a sweep of blue beneath them.
Pink dahlias stood beneath lilies sporting a pink that went to a deeper red.
There was more just a short way along the bed. Purple Coneflowers were in bloom; they must have offered the sweetest nectar in the garden, given the variety of butterflies visiting them. This Painted Lady was methodically working the entire flowerhead.
The time passed quickly at Thuya. There was so much to explore, and the butterflies competed for our attention. At such a garden, there is the big picture that you first encounter. Then smaller details capture the attention like a butterfly on a bloom. The lilies themselves are interesting in their composition like this one.
The morning passed and we left for a break. Nearby, we explored Asticou Azalea Gardens with the commitment to return in late May when they are in peak display.
Without actually entering the national park, we had an entertaining visit to Mt. Desert Island absent the crowds. It was time to head towards home.
The next morning we headed south with a brief stretch break at Rockport. The day was foggy and the wharf in the harbor offered a view of a nice two-masted schooner at dock on a calm and foggy morning.
Again, I realized why so many people choose to spend their summers in Maine, and even more stay the entire year.
Paul
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