Drive in to the small historic town of Castine on the Penobscot Bay, and you’ll notice that this isn’t the typical Maine small town. Architecture varies from classic clapboard saltbox to stately homes with mansard roofs. All understandable, you see, since Castine, a town founded in 1613 by a French trader, served as the capital of Acadia from 1670 to 1674. We’re talking humble abodes to state offices here.

But the one thing you notice even if you’re not into architectural styles is color: Castine is filled with white structures. From homes to churches to store fronts, Castine seems mostly whitewashed.
And it’s this pristine look that captures your attention. Rarely do you see painted houses, log homes, or even weathered barns. This is a sit-up-and-take-notice kind of white. Prissy almost — until you get used to it. And then you can’t help but fall in love with this tucked-away, off-the-beaten-path Sunday best kind of town in the heart of Down East.
Our month-long visit to Castine included pre-dawn walks to the harbor to watch the sun inch upward from beyond the horizon and into the sky, flooding the town with light.

But it was on the way back to our house that we first noticed how direct sunlight — strong, early morning sunlight — with its long light-filled fingers extended into the town forming crisp first-light shadows on the fronts and sides of those white Castine homes.

With the backdrop of an all-white building, shadows found canvases for the post-dawn show in Castine. Tree branches danced along the facades in fanciful, lengthy patterns.

And sometimes a bit of leaf color crept into the picture adding a lacy effect.

But we couldn’t watch for long. Shadowplay in Castine was a short, tentative, early-morning show.

And so we chose to celebrate the ephemeral shadow show for what it was — short-lived but wonderful. We consoled ourselves with the thought that there would be a replay the next morning.
But there was just one hitch: We had to get up early to see the show.

For more photos and stories about our trip to Maine, click on Autumn Down East.
Jeanne Tapp
Beautiful artistry with your camera lens, Rusha
Oh, the Places We See
Thanks, Jeanne. It’s nice to be in a pretty place, camera in hand!
Toonsarah
These are all wonderful – I love the slight spookiness of the tree shadows and the more ethereal leafy ones 🙂 Castine looks like a beautiful town!
Oh, the Places We See
Castine is a very lovely town steeped in history. And the perfect backdrop for sunrises, tree shadows and harbor scenes.
kzmcb
I love these shadowed tree and plant images.
Oh, the Places We See
Thanks! It was fun finding these patterns in morning walks.
thehungrytravellers.blog
Love the the shadow shots, gives atmosphere to the photos
Oh, the Places We See
I agree. I’m going to look for shadows more often. Thanks for your comment.
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Woolly Muses
A great set of photos. Shadows always make an interesting addition to a subject.
Oh, the Places We See
Glad you like the shadows. I’m noticing them more and more wherever we go!
sunnydaysinseattle
Some of the pictures reminded me of Andrew Wyeth’s painting. Nicely done.
Oh, the Places We See
The Wyeths have a big presence in Maine, and you can see why. We really enjoyed touring the museum in Rockford, and you’re so right — inspiration for their paintings is everywhere. Thanks for taking a look!
Tee Shaw
Feel like I time traveled back in history. Crisp and beautiful pics!
Oh, the Places We See
Thanks so much for commenting on the photography. Some of the photos were taken with my iPhone and some with my Canon Rebel. But all made me happy when I got home and could relive the experience.
Curt Mekemson
“It almost looks as if someone drew these fancy branches onto this house…” My favorite, Rusha. That and the Historical Society really make your point! –Curt
Oh, the Places We See
It was fun looking for the shadows after my first morning of discovery. And they don’t last long. As soon as the sun is up, the morning shadows disappear. So, my biggest challenge was getting Bert up and going in time to see them with me. The promise of a moist, delicious blueberry muffin at a local restaurant afterwards usually did the trick!!!
lulu
White is the color of most houses in Maine followed by gray shingles. You show Castine well.
Oh, the Places We See
You’re so right, and I should have said so in the post. We’ve been to Maine several times, but I can still remember my overall impressions from my first visit up Route 1: white clapboard houses with glimpses of the sea all along. It’s the little white houses that I enjoy photographing mostly. And if there are clothes on the line or a pile of wood beside them . . . all the better! Thanks for taking a look.