I love going to Maine; you've probably figured that out by now. What I don't love? Corralling all the pictures I take into one tidy little post. The old Nikon gets a pretty good workout up there and by the time we come back to Africa Hot Houston (yes, it's a thing), it's a little painful to look at all that cool beauty.
With minimal narrative, here are the pictures from our trip this year:
Porch time.
Playing at the town beach.
These kids love to dig.
A good sport.
My favorite hiker.
We worked on his Cub Scout hiking pin this day.
Azicoos is not an easy trail, but it is my favorite.
Alastair felt pretty proud of himself.
Craft shows.
Kayaking with Grammie and Papa.
Exploring.
Our next boat will have to be a bow rider.
Little big britches loves the boat.
Water sports at dusk.
Water sports during the day. With a new friend!
A little more.
And even more.
This girl is a boat girl too.
The crew plus dog.
Crew minus dog.
Playing on our beach.
Little bit got in on the action too.
The 4th of July fireworks were rescheduled during our visit. Lucky!
Lover of "lop-plops."
Angel Falls.
Chris and Mr./Uncle Skippy.
My favorite hooligans.
The trail crosses the river about six times.
Little adventurer.
Sigh.
Kayaking Kenebago River trip.
"The Water is Wide." But shallow at the end.
Lazy mornings on the porch.
Time for dreaming.
Examing the locals at the Pine Tree Frosty.
Sister love.
Emery sharing her cone.
Annual picture.
Alastair shooting the BB gun. No eyes were put out.
I tortured the kids with dock pictures.
Fun times.
Fun kids.
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