We're blessed again. It's a traveling day and once again, the weather is perfect. Driving along US 302 into Maine and southeasterly along Sebago Lake toward our destination, the morning sun slanted through the forest of pine and mostly brilliantly colored foliage alongside the road. I'm beginning to wonder if our group will finally say they've had enough of this foliage stuff! Nope! The CB chatter says otherwise. I've seen so many foliage-filled autumns back here, yet even I am awed by this year's presentation of autumn artistry.
Arriving at our Freeport, Maine RV park, there's a bit of confusion as the owner had erroneously canceled one space, the first kerfuffle of the trip. Once sorted out, we establish our residences for the next four days a short distance from LL Bean's famed headquarters, store, and surrounding village filled with interesting shops and restaurants. "The Lobster Locusts" as this group has become begins its independent search for the finest (or at least the most) lobster that everyone can consume. After all, that's what one does in Maine, and we're all going to do it with gusto!
Doris & I have an advantage. Cindy & Holly, our nieces, live nearby and have selected a special restaurant with seating by the fireplace and exquisite service. But first, we are taken to Cindy & David's home in nearby Yarmouth, a quintessential New England village, where we enjoy reconnecting and a libation. A tour of the garden with their new puppy is special.
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From Nova Scotia, this pup LOVES fresh tomatoes from the vine. |
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