25 November 2013


Our youngest daughter is home visiting for Thanksgiving break, so I thought I'd take her on one of my early beach mornings.

The weather for the week looks sketchy with a storm coming that will bring rain and snow, and probably more wind.

Oh God, the wind we've been having!

This morning promised sunshine, though temps in the teens and a brutal wind chill. And that promise was kept.

But we figured, what the heck.

So we rose before sunrise, put on multiple layers and coverings, and ventured out into the frigid dawn. This after staying up well past midnight for the heartbreaking football game last night between the Broncos at the Patriots.

Yes. For us, heartbreaking. But that's all I'm going to say about that. However, you might take note of the hat I'm wearing in the photos below. Also take note of our first snow of the season.

After torturing my daughter with face-numbing winds, I took her out to breakfast at the Starlight Café. To make up for it. :)

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19 November 2013

No More Color

Fall Foliage season is officially over and gone and dead in the water.

We've been fortunate because it hung on longer this year than it ever has in the years that we've lived here. The warm weather, too. In fact, just yesterday, the temperature was above 60. In November!

Today we are back in the 30s, which feels more normal, if not as pleasant. And our walk through the nearby woods indicates that the only leaves left on the trees are the dead but determined hangers-on that probably made it through last winter as well.

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11 November 2013

Off to New York

Visited my daughter who is away at school. A fun but chilly weekend in upstate New York!

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05 November 2013

Frosty Beach Morning

Still plugging along, trying to make it to the beach on a weekly basis. It isn't always easy. The weather doesn't always cooperate. And in order to fit it into my schedule, as you can see from the photos, I have to go as early as possible. But I don't mind at all. It's deserted, crisp, beautiful.

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02 November 2013

Holding our Breath

Today, November 2, it was well over 60 degrees here in our town near the Maine coast.

When we ventured out this afternoon to take our weekly trip to the town dump, I peeled off the jacket I'd put on in the house. It was so warm! We rolled down the windows in my husband's old pick-up truck and ran our errands slowly, savoring the lovely day.

After we finished going here and there, we weren't ready to go home. It was too nice a day. So we drove to Brunswick and sat by the Androscoggin River for about a half hour, just looking, chatting, enjoying.

When the sun went behind the trees, we still weren't ready to go home, so we walked through the flea market at old Fort Andross. After that, we drove slowly down Maine Street, marveling at the people sitting out in front of Gelato Fiasco and Joshua's Tavern. It felt like summertime.

It was finally time to go home and as we drove, we took back roads and went slowly. We kept the windows down even as we saw the clouds moving in. It seemed as though Maine was holding its breath, reveling in one last day of warmth before winter descends on us. A rain/snow mix is in the forecast for tomorrow and you can be sure the windows in the truck will be rolled up tight.

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