Things have been a bit stressful of late so I decided to go into seclusion for the week in Maine. Just the ticket.
figu7es went along to continue his interminable search for Angela Lansbury and in the process developed a resentment against the fine people of Boothbay Harbor who are apparently wintering elsewhere and wouldn't even let him go candlepin bowling.
They should feel lucky his hatchet was confiscated by security at the airport.
All photos were taken with the iPhone and, yes, I have about 125 more if anyone is interested.
Safety First. figu7es proved an exceptional navigator. He's also glad he dressed for the weather.
This trip is already looking solid.
Beneath Route 1, Bath, ME.
More Bath, ME.
Apparently Afrin gives me the shakes. It rendered every single picture from the Maritime Museum in Bath worthless. Damn sinuses.
I think this artful rendering almost saves the photo of plastic lobstahs being massacred at the Maritime Museum. Great Museum, by the way.
Kennebec River, Bath, ME.
The coolest store in Maine. This one is in Damariscotta. They give you a fair deal.
figu7es insists it's never too early to be prepared for my inevitable incontinence and senescence.
I drove out on the islands until the road ended at the ocean.
Bailey's Island, ME. 2 pm. Gray.
Brunswick, ME, 3 pm. Yup.
Now that's why I picked Maine in December.
It rained a lot. Still, warm for December.
figu7es needed a moment to compose himself.
A quick reminder of home. Moe does this to me constantly.
Camden, ME. Crunchy, but cool.
Rocks on a beach.
The LL Bean tree in Freeport. The remarkable thing about this photo is that I took it at around 4:30 pm and it was pitch black out.
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