In Acadia National Park one of the most heralded signs of spring comes along when spring has almost disappeared into summer. If you must, you can blame it all on Miss Alice Rumphius, who in her passionate wish to leave the world more beautiful than she found it chose to scatter lupine (Lupinus) seeds all across the coast of Maine, including, of course, Mount Desert Island. And although they are not native to the place, you will nothing but indignation from any islander to whom you might suggest their removal as invasives.

A focal length of 28mm, wide-angleland to be sure, gave me the angle-of-view I wanted, from the lupine’s-eye view below me to the woodline in the distance. An aperture of f/20 provided depth-of-field and, with a shutter speed of 1.0 second at ISO 100, gave me an overall medium exposure. The chosen aperture gave me a wee bit more motion control, even though the stalks were really quite still in the calm morning air.

Our public lands are sometimes chronicles of compromise: The lupines of Acadia are a story of compromise in which the flowers and the islanders are both happy. It might be a different matter if we were talking about kudzu. I am reminded of the daffodils of Cades Cove and the tolerance they have been accorded to everyone’s pleasure.