The trip back to Montpelier from Maine.
Yet another cute café with possible authentic pressed tin ceiling for breakfast, paintings on the tables, a breakfast blintz. We both
love books, and can spend hours browsing…I found a bunch, and if the WiFi
doesn’t get fixed and I can’t post tonight, I can play with new books. (I’m
still a week behind in posting). I was sucking up the sight of all the gorgeous
and quirky Maine houses of varying pedigrees…Apparently I didn’t take many
pictures of them. At times it’s better to visually suck up than to take
pictures…and pictures would not have been the same as being there. And even if I don't remember every detail, I know I was there...the northern northeast will always be my heart home, even though I love living in the Northwest...especially when winter comes...or I want to spend time at one of my many un-crowded beaches...or when I want to spend time with the three of my brothers who live there....but this is being an AMAZING trip!
|Cafe, pressed tin ceiling, art imbedded in the table tops|
|My trusty companion...I'll think of you when I drink out of the red and black mugs at home|
|Breakfast blintz and berries|
|Inspired book cover, layered painting|
|Inspiring paintings top and bottom|
|I can't wait to see what will come out when I finally get back to my studio...first I have to finish pieces and hang a portrait show.|
|Later that same day, another great cafe with interesting sandwiches|
|Enthusiastic Red Sox fans at the book store|
|The Gumby boys supervise the drying of my shoes that I wore into the Atlantic surf. The water seemed warm, although the surfers wore wet suits|
|David in the second cafe, receiving messages from Ella about possible used Volvos for her|
to Montpelier a slightly different way, of course, stopping in a charming café
to eat delicious food. Lots of driving for DC, all the while texting with Ella
about potential used Volvos for her…David wanting his girls in Tanks. It's fun traveling with a compatible companion
think David may have come home and cooked that night…always plenty of kids and
friends around his house to feed. The Summer in VT front porch living.