Our third visit to Mount Desert Island and the famous Acadia Magic still rules this landscape.  It is easy to feel of another time and place; strolling Rockefeller's genteel carriage roads - built to avoid the intrusion of the automobile into this quiet beauty, or reaching for the next iron rung impaled into the pink granite to pull ourselves onto Champlain Ridge where the views across the terrain out to the ocean are so unspoiled it seems we are looking through the eyes of the native americans who traversed these paths and ponds for centuries before European explorers came under their spell.  While acknowledging the thousands of truly amazing and eloquent photographs and essays which detail this grandeur, these humble efforts are offered to express some measure of our singular experience.