A Vacation in Maine

A Vacation in Maine

We spent the first part of the week visiting my mother- and sister-in-law in Maine. We drove up Monday morning…. well, it took us a while to get out of the house, more like Monday afternoon. it was rainy and chilly when we got there. Bella was disappointed because she really wanted to get in the pool right away.

Fortunately for her the next day was much nicer.

Bella afloat

The house is on a dead-end street and surrounded by trees. It feels like a cabin in the woods. You can sort of make out two houses across the street and one on the left; but for the most part it feels like you are in the wilderness. Behind the house is a stretch of wild, wooded area where they sometimes see deer and wild turkeys.

Bella discovered a little Bella-sized rocking chair and immediately claimed it as her own. “I’m putting my feet on the fender!” she exclaimed. (Just like the toad Mr. Jackson who sits in a rocker in The Tale of Mrs. Tittlemouse.) I moved the chair over to the wood stove so she really could put her feet up.

“feet on the fender”

Off the back porch we spied a robin who had built a nest on the floodlight. Little chicks were poking their heads up while mama robin brought food. I also snapped a photo of a hummingbird.


I tried to point out the hummingbird to Bella but I don’t think she was able to see it.

a mother robin brings a treat for her hungry chicks

Wednesday afternoon Dom and his mother took both girls when they went to get lobsters for dinner. I had a quiet hour to myself, sitting on the screened-in porch, listening to the wind in the trees. What a treat!

I even spotted my first ever shooting star on Monday night when I was up with Sophia who was having trouble sleeping.

It was nice to have a change of scenery and great that Bella and Sophie got to spend some time with their grandmother. I know Bella was a bit disappointed there were no cousins, but I think the lack of other children also meant she didn’t get lost in the crowd. She delighted Grandma with her ability to recite nursery rhymes and showed off her chatterbox tendencies which few outsiders get to see.

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