View from the other side...

So simple but striking I think.  I love the play of light and shadow on the fencing and the gradations in the blue sky.  It made me happy.  Post for August 14th but from a few weeks ago.  Part of the the lost days series.  Man I hate sinus infections!  

Maine-ly fish food...

We had to eat at an authentic Maine seafood restaurant.  My son made me promise to post an image of the paper towel holder over our table.  They did not sit us at the messy kid table.  Every table had a smiling lobster offering assistance with your sticky hands and face issues.  We had to wait for almost an hour to get seated but we had the lowlands to look at while we did.  It was all worth it!  Oh and this is officially the last Maine post so no more Maine-ly punny post titles.  I know you are sad but all good things must pass.  LOL   Post for August 13th but really August 10th.  Part of the lost days... 

Maine-ly yummy...

We went to Stonewall Kitchen's first (and best) location to see what we could see.  The gardens were beautiful, the store was jam packed (no pun intended but noted) with the best things and the restaurant was way too alluring.  I didn't take photos of the baked goods because I was too afraid I would have to buy one of everything that drew my attention.  Trust me, it was all yummy.  We are still enjoying the many jams and jellies we brought back with us.  If you are anywhere near one of their locations, you have to go!  August 12th

Maine-ly coastline...

It was the wrong time of day, I know, but the view was spectacular.  August 11th

Maine-ly sightseeing...

More images from Maine.  This time it is just a hodgepodge of moments from our walk through the town of Kennebunkport.  The people, the places, and the scenery were all so charming.  August 10th

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