Rumford Round 2

My husband and I found ourselves back in Rumford two days ago, on a whim. This time, thought the weather was still overcast, the skies and weather were much more dramatic. I was once again drawn to the mill, and though I would be the first to tell folks that a mill and mill towns are nothing to be romanticized, sometimes an image can make things look beautiful that otherwise might not. The steam and fog rolling off the river and water treament area, mixed with the smoke billowing out the stack, make for a dramatic and painterly effect. Perhaps it is the fact that I have many relatives whose lives revolve, or once did, around Maine mills and the paper and logging industries, but I find them fascinating.