Things are Humming Along Nicely

We have been working on Leslianna’s compound, so to reward us she cooked up a few lobsters.

Yummy!

We stopped at the local lobster market, and one of the workers was happy to show us some rare blue lobsters that one of the boats had brought in. I asked him if he ever ate one and he replied, “I don’t eat them…at all!”

They were indeed, pretty blue!

Just a short walk from the lobster shack was a beautiful small bay with fog that had begun to roll in.

Fog, and a beautiful secluded bay to photograph. It doesn’t get any better than that.
Here is Kim enjoying the fog.
Then it really started to roll in.

We are truly both enjoying the scenery and the cooler weather.

See you next time.

We are Settling in Nicely

Days have settled into a nice rhythm with relaxation in the cool early morning, and then some work on Leslianna’s 10 acres. After a hardy lunch we always try to find an adventure. There are so many interesting and beautiful places to go that I am sure that we will not exhaust even if we stay a few months.

Here is Kim painting the stairways railing
And here is Kim painting in her makeshift studio.
We took a short drive to Reed State Park. It’s beautiful, huh?
Another more arty view of the park.
I can’t help myself. I promise that this is the last image….until nextime

Everything is Bigger in Maine

We arrived just in time to have a roaring fire. It was a fairly cool night, so a fire was welcomed by everyone, except perhaps by the neighbors? Oh wait, there are none!

Bigger is better, no?
We found a lovely spot to park our little camper for the next few months
Everyone had a gran ol’ time.
Did you really think that I would leave you without at least one arty photo?

Thousand Trails Campground in Sturbridge Massachusetts

This is our last stop before getting to Maine. We didn’t know what to expect as I found out after we booked it that it had many bad reviews, and, at least for us, it was very expensive. I mean like a $100 per night. It was, however, the only place that I could find between Maine and our last campground on the weekend.

That little one in the middle is us! Nice view, huh?

The reviews said that there was not much room between the sites- true. That it was difficult to back into your site-true! That the park had seen better days- also true, but there was something in the way that the regulars, of which there were many, had a real affection for the place. It was infectious, and quickly rubbed off on us.

The swimming beach on the small pond was enjoyed by all.
Up on the hill the spaces were also tight, but private and beautiful.

The temps couldn’t be any better. Cloudy and in the 70’s. After all, that’s what we had driven over 2000 miles to find.