The rock in the road...

August just tripped me up in more ways than one.  I just got off a plane a few hours ago and I had every intention of getting through at least a few of my long overdue posts this evening.  Too bad my eyelids are arguing with me.  Tomorrow is catch up day.  It is also house cleaning day so trust me I would much rather be here.  Then I have one more trip on the agenda and, once completed, I will be back to daily posts. Promise! And I always keep my promises (as best I can.)  See you when the sun comes up or I wake up, no promises on that one.

Maine-ly history...

The day dawned bright and sunny and we were off.  A friend suggested that we head over to York and see the historical village there.  Great suggestion.  I have to say that we spent our time in Maine meeting such warm and charming people, everywhere we went people were sincerely sweet and so helpful.  Having said that let me tell you about the Museums of Old York and the ‘best day.’

After driving through a lush green landscape we wound down into Old York and looked for a starting point.   A very tired 9 year old and I entered the visitor’s center and asked for ideas on how to make our way through all there was to see.  I hadn’t checked the website out so I had no idea what that would entail.  The lovely lady at the reference desk suggested a scaled down approach with a start at the old jail.  The usually self guided tour sounded perfect but only got better when a charming young man in period dress offered to take us on the tour. 

Philip was thrilled to be able to talk man to man with someone as interested in history as he is.  I know this young man had other places to be but he let us explore all of the rooms as he told us all about the lives and living conditions that existed when the oldest standing jail in North America was still in operation.  He and Philip volleyed information back and forth and I got to sit back and smile.  People came to find us and then, realizing how interested Philip was, stayed.  They brought history to life for him and he was determined to absorb it all.

We were offered help at every turn and met so many people so happy to be taking part in preserving a unique time in our history.  From suggestions about what buildings to visit and what walks to take, to a recommendation for a true Maine fish dinner, it was a lovely day.  A big thank you to our guide and everyone for, as Philip said, ‘one of the best days ever.’ 

We barely saw 25% of this world and Philip is already planning our return trip.  If you find yourself in Maine, wander over to the Museums of Old York.  Trust me, it is worth the trip.  Oh, and check out their website, you'll see all the things we still have to get to.  We can't wait.   August 9th 

Maine-ly water...

A few more from our first walk through some Maine moments.    I was so inspired as we walked through the town; every turn of the head brought a new view and a new piece of wonder to add to the puzzle.  I was holding hands with my son as we walked so I kept the camera action to a minimum, but I had to hold on to a few of my favorite views.  Later we walked along the shore.  Well, I walked he dove in.  Even with the rain heading our way he wasn’t getting cheated out of his salt-water fix.    Here are some of my favorites.    August 8th 

Maine-ly flowers...

Our first walk down Ocean Ave and we found this little shop.  I had to take these images, What a lovely site for tired eyes.  August 8th

Lost in the wilderness...

So after a wonderful and scenic trip to Maine I was all ready to sit down and show you some of the amazing sights that passed in front of my camera when it hit me!  Literally, it hit me.  I got waylaid by a sinus infection.  I have been trying to find inspiration in Puffs Plus but to no avail.  However, I am happy to say that the bug is slowly leaving and I am coming back to life.  To prove it, I am posting the first images from Maine.  It was truly a lovely place filled with lovely people.  I have so many photos which is very helpful since there is a four day, bed cover filled gap in my digital memory.  These images will fill in for me.  Yea, Maine!

The ground you walk on...

After a 6 hour drive, you really appreciate solid ground under your feet.  The ground covering was really interesting too.  I love the play of light and shadow in all the crevices created by the rough weave.  I thought it was ready for its close up.  August 7th

Over the hedge...

Or is it through the hedge, not really under, maybe just near, but it was a lovely hedge.  August 6th