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Jim Wyman is the last full-time resident on a one-lane, dirt, dead-end road at the tip of a long peninsula in the middle of a very large lake in northern Vermont. He was born and raised in the foothills of the Longfellow Range of the Appalachian Mountains in western Maine. Never having lived more than 50 miles away from 45 degrees north latitude, he has grown to appreciate the texture of the woods, fields, and hills of Northern New England, and the myriad of colors-ranging from the cold black and white of winter to the light-filled prism of a hardwood forest in fall. In an effort to capture and share his mind's eye view of this beauty, Jim studied film photography and quickly realized he was allergic to darkroom chemicals. Then came digital photography. As a published poet, Jim admired the work of Ann Atwood and her gift for combining poetry with photography. It was then he began to experiment with the possibility of blending his poetry with his photography using digital photographic applications and techniques. His intention was to meld the visual impact of New England landscape photography with the mind's eye view-the poem. This book is the result of his efforts.