Well, here's where we spent the last nine days, sleep wise anyway.

Most of our time was spent in front of the fire, reading, as you can see my son doing here.

But, the tale really begins and I suppose ends, here, at my favorite bridge that takes you to the island and dumps you back off again when you're foolish enough to want to leave this paradise.

There was fog -

and sunshine

and woods

and mushrooms?

and wild cranberries

and rocks

and chip squirrels

and beautiful sunsets

and "family"

and even an old beau (no picture)
As soon as I get more organized (ha!) I'll post some more pictures and stories of our trip, as always, Maine is God's country and touches my very soul each time I go there.
Posted by Mickey at September 1, 2005 5:16 PMIs that the bridge to Deer Isle? It looks like it!
Posted by: Mark on September 5, 2005 8:44 AMHey! Yes it is :) Doesn't it make ya just want to jump in the car (or plane) and head there? I'm having serious withdrawal this time. I thought about you guys when we were in Deer Isle!
Posted by: Mickey on September 5, 2005 1:56 PM