Glimpses of my Maine

Can I tell you how much I love it here? Every time I step outside and smell the scent of the sea and the pines, I think how lucky I am to be here right now, today. I think this especially when watching the news around the country with the heat wave because the days here are approximately 75 and in the evening, it’s comfortable in a light sweater.

I bought {this one} especially for myself. And come fall and school, I can wear it to work. But right now, it’s coming in very handy.

It’s late as I write this, and I’ve just come home from an evening with friends who are vacationing in nearby Southwest Harbor with their family. Having dinner with them this evening was so much different than the quiet times at our rental cottage. Their family is fun, their rental place is old-Maine, rambling and quirky, and totally cool. A thick fog rolled in as John was grilling lobsters on the front porch, and driving home wasn’t too bad, but still a little slow-going.

I love it here. Here are some captures from the past couple of days. There will be more on each to come, but for now please accept the following snippets ~

Sunrise on Cadillac Mountain – the first spot in the US to greet the day.

A pair of Northern Spotted Owls –

a delightful find on an early morning walk in the woods outside of Bar Harbor.

My first attempt at a homemade lobster roll. I was so full afterward that I had to take a nap, although my fatigue may have had something to do with getting up at 4 AM to catch the sunrise that morning . . .

Here’s the recipe:

Pearl Oyster Bar Lobster Roll Recipe

Absolutely delicious.

Picturesque Somesville on a sunny summer day.

A different perspective of Bar Harbor, taken from Bar Island which is accessible only during low tide - something I’ve always wanted to do.





A visit to the Thuya Gardens, another something I’ve always wanted to do. My blogging friend, Lili and her husband Henri, picked me up today and took me there.

Henri and Lili.

Hello my friends ~

(they are so mfeo*)

They also took me to lunch at Jordan Pond House, another place I’ve never been but have always wanted to visit. It was fabulous. The food, the atmosphere, just all of it. This was the view from our outdoor table.





Evening fog in Southwest Harbor tonight. If the scent of the sea could be bottled, I would sniff it whenever I felt sad or lonely. The scent of the ocean smells like something so familiar and comforting, almost like home. I grew up on the Jersey shore, so maybe this has something to do with it.

Well, it’s late now as I finish this post and I know I have to be up early tomorrow. We have much planned to enjoy our last day here on the island of Mount Desert, one of my favorite places ever.

Until later, my friends ~


* mfeo = made for each other