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Welcome to Main Street Life. This blog is intended to follow the life of a Maine Scenic Photographer as she travels along Main Street. I hope you enjoy reading about life in Maine and the many adventures that take place.

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Monday, July 25, 2011

Canyon Livin



Panning for Gold is not the only recreation to be found in Byron, Maine.
Coo's Canyon in Byron, Maine is a great family fun place to explore for all ages.

As a young girl my grandmother brought me there and taught me how to pan for gold using old metal pie pans. That was over 30 years ago. Today people still enjoy panning for gold on the Swift River. If your not all that familiar with how and where...Just stop at the Coo's Canyon Gift Shop across from the Canyon they offer free lessons, supplies and great advise on where to look for treasures.

Not into panning for gold? That's okay the Canyon is wonderful for swimming and many areas are perfect water wading. On hot days the water is like a warm bath. Relax and let the water drift over you massaging your tired body.



Kids love playing in the water. Hours pass like minutes while they hunt for rocks or spend the afternoon catching minnows. Today we did both, hauling back tons of rocks to make balancing rock lamps and found out that T-shirts make super minnow catchers.



If all else fails, enjoy the beautiful waterfalls. Coo's Canyon is a little piece of Heaven located on Rt 17 in Byron, Maine. Relax and enjoy. For more views of Coo's Canyon visit my website gallery.

Coo's Canyon Byron, Maine #2175

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Monday, July 4, 2011

Let your Colors Burst ~I see a spark in YOU

A few weeks ago we went shopping and saw the most amazing paintings. After much consideration we decided to order some canvas and paint our own.

Tim had the bright idea that before we attempt to create a painting 63x 36h we should each buy a practice canvas 11x14 and attempt our hand at creating what we had imagined to be a master piece riddled with sand, sea glass and shells. Weeks passed as the canvas sat in the closet.

The Fourth of July seemed quiet. We decided to spend the afternoon relaxing in the gazebo painting our practice masterpiece. The anticipation was exciting. We gathered all our materials. Acrylic paint~check, water & small cups to rinse our brushes~check, canvas~check, small pieces of sea glass~check

We quickly realized we have no talent. After the first try we both did a cover-up and started again.

The moral of this story? We both come from an era where the sky was the limit. Our parents reinforced this by telling us how great we are/were at everything we attempted to accomplished. How bold we were to not even consider that we did not have the creative talent to pull this off.

Our second attempt is pictured here. What a downer it is to hit that brick wall, have the cold ice water bucket dumped over our heads waking us to reality.


We did decide the pictures of our paintings looks great so that means we ARE photographers not painters. Will this stop us? Sadly it won't. We will live another day to paint again.

Beware Jamie Wyeth we are hot on your trail. Not because we think we are great but because our parents do!

PS: I made Tim promise that after I pass away and become famous and they discover my very first painting, hiding just below my Balancing Rocks, let everyone know that my original was named, All About ME.