As we drove around through the mid-coast of Maine, we came across some beautiful homes, some rundown farms and some abandoned buildings.
This is one of those lovely homes well tended. Flowers grow so well in the north due to the great soil and rain.
This is a typical farmhouse. The roof has been replaced with a metal roof and some work has been done on it. But the harsh weather is harsh on a house.
Being here in summer, it’s hard to imagine life in Maine in the dead of Winter. The days are short with sundown roughly around 4pm. The air has a chill that if you have never been brave enough to venture this far north, it’s hard to imagine. The cold cuts through the layers of clothing leaving the skin reddened and dry. But for the Maine native, they love this life and can’t imagine anywhere but here.
A few homes in Camden which probably once were single residences have been turned into Inns.
Even the little post office is in a quaint building. This is in Owls Head near a Lighthouse in a very small community.
These old barns were built with stone foundations. The siding was worn but the foundation was still solid.
We took a walk across the Two Cent Bridge in Winslow, Maine. It was at a lovely harbor park. The bridge was built in 1903 but in 1990 it was severely damaged and was closed for several years. In 2012 the bridge was restored and cables, walkways and grates replaced for pedestrian use.
We also took a short hike on the Kennebec River. It was a nice hike through some grasslands.
We had a nice lunch at Governors. Bruce had a haddock sandwich and I had chicken salad.
I write about our adventures and I always include the food. Eating on vacation is something to give thought to, to spend time eating local flavors. Bruce lives haddock sandwiches in Maine. If you are not into lobster, haddock is another Maine dish.
This blog is supposed to be about houses and buildings too. So more on some lovely houses.
And of course the most dilapidated house we saw.
But it probably was a beauty at one time. I love the old houses with front porches.
But this seems more the typical Maine style.
Some factories appeared closed. I’m pretty sure the Maine economy runs on tourism and lobsters since the paper mills have long since closed.
It’s wonderful looking at all the lovely homes in the New England styles.
This house definitely needs a new roof.
And this house I believe is new but designed in the old style.
Today we found a great little restaurant in Rockland where I had lobster number eight.
Bruce had the biggest Whoopie pie ever tonight which he bought yesterday at Big Gs in Winslow.
He said it was delicious. Oh boy, I think we are going to miss all this lobster and Whoopie pies. And I can’t forget John’s ice cream. This week I had a pint of praline caramel. And yes, it was as good as it sounds. They make their own ice cream. Creamy, creamy, creamy. John’s is on Route 3 near Lake St George.
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