What wonders I witness. The Adirondack mountains around me, wise and lasting. The boreal forest green in it’s temperate splendor. The sodden bogs and rivers wild. The weather, the land, the sea and the sky.
A tapestry of breathtaking ancient lights awaits you. Art made from the interplay of light, darkness and ethereal form. The air is still and quiet until you hear some howling in the distance, the night is dark but it doesn’t truly sleep.