Summer is going by in a flash. It is quite a different season in New England from the 'Endless Summer' of southern California. I have experienced living in a humid climate before . . . but it was at a time in my life I was too young to care. Now I am simply grateful daily for air conditioning. Fall will be here soon enough - I'll go outside then.
I have been happily working away on my hexagon project. It continues to grow. I spread it out and was happy to find that it actually further along that I thought. By my count there are three and a half rows.
I estimate two and half more rows will be just what I need.
Last week, Hubby took a couple of days from work to make a long weekend for a little getaway. We started the fun with a concert - Tom Petty.
There is just nothing like singing along to all your fave songs live . . . . brings out your 'inner backup singer'.
Then we headed the wheels north and landed in Maine for sightseeing, eating and a little relaxation thrown in for good measure.
We explored Bar Harbor. This reminded me of Gum Alley in San Luis Obispo, CA. (Yes, I have placed my gum up there)
This sign was posted at the Inn where we stayed. Love the last warning.
We enjoyed some great food. I think every meal had some component that is famous in Maine. I named this guy Lester.
In Acadia National Park, we enjoyed the popovers from Jordan Pond House after a friend tipped us off that we should check them out.
Back at the Inn, we had a beautiful view from the gardens. Hubby and I spent plenty of time soaking up some sun, watching the boats on the water, reading and stitching.
What a treat. A girl could get used to that kind of livin'.
But soon enough the trip was over and we were back to reality and rain! Lots and lots of rain. It was needed, but honestly must it all come at one time? Four days of rain.
Poor little Daisy thought she might never be allowed outside again. On the third day, we just gave up and took a nice long walk in the rain. There are only so many games you can play inside and still call it a home. We are both glad the storm is gone and we can get back to our regular routine.
Last but not least, I cannot believe that today marks 19 years since my mom passed away.
That's me expressing my very strong opinion about something while Mom just patiently waits for me to finish up my display of emotion. A scene that would be played out again and again in varying ways over the years.
And a happier scene. I love this picture and I wonder what we were laughing about? I sure do miss her.
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